So an year ago I packed my suitcases and left home, I was scared, I was alone, I lost my flight in Chicago but I made it to my destination. I didn't know anyone, hopefully I could speak the language, it was a strange feeling to trust so much those strangers, strangers that became my family, my friends, part of my stories, part of my story.
I will never forget the amazing feeling of walking those hallways of the Portland Airport, the feeling when I first saw my host family and the house I was gonna live in. The smell of those places, those faces will always be remembered. How easy it was to settle, how hard it is to leave.

E se te deixo, eu fico.

Passagem

Ele disse: Tchau.
Ela disse: Adeus.

Lista

Eu e você.
Duas xícaras.
Café quente.
Nosso amor.

We'll meet again
Don't know where
Don't know when
But I know
We'll meet again
Some sunny day
Keep smilin' thru
Just like you
Always do
'Til the blue skies drive
The dark clouds
Far away

And will you please say hello
to the folks that i know
Tell'em that I won't be long
And they'll be happy to know
That when you saw me go
I was singing this song
We'll meet again
Don't know where
Don't know when
But I know
We'll meet again
Some sunny day

Yeah we'll meet again
I don't know where
Anf I don't know when
But I do know
That we'll meet again
Some sunny day

So Honey
Keep on smilin' thru
Just like you always do
'Til the blue skies
Drive the dark clouds
Far away

And would you please say hello
To all the folks that I know
And tell'em I won't be long
They'll be happy to know
That when you saw me go
I was singing this song

We'll meet again
Don't know where
Don't know when
But I know
We'll meet again
Some sunny day

Johnny Cash

Dazed and Confused

E então você chega, destrói, concerta e vai embora. Vira as costas, diz adeus. Volta umas semanas depois, faz a mesma coisa. Me destrói de novo, abaixa a minha guarda, me deixa completamente indefesa, toca na ferida meche com vontade mesmo e não demora muito vai embora. E eu me pergunto mas que diabos, será que existe um prazer masoquista me consumindo, eu prometi não me sujeitar a esse tipo de situação. Não adianta. Quando você volta, eu me jogo, corro pra destruição, só pra ser construída ao pouquinhos novamente.

Ps: WTF

Eu vivo ensaiando um post sobre meu intercâmbio, mas sempre que eu tento escrever eu pareço uma louca desesperada falando sobre o quão ansiosa eu estou. Então eu acho melhor deixar só a foto.