I need to confess something. I am in love. Not with a person or an idea of one; but with the road that lies at
There is a questions that keeps pestering me as I travel on. Is it worth it? as I am blowing my paycheck on a flight
He told me he had been married. Eight years with the same girl, three years under a legal licence. He wasn’t the first Brazilian my age who I’d met who’d already dipped their toes in the marital waters. This commonness of serious commitment is a strange contrast to the more prevalent Brazilian stereotype of casual dating and meaningless sex.
Some people have this funny idea that when two people get into a relationship, they melt together like Siamese twins of sex, love and rock’n’roll. Somehow individuals turn into one entity of we, and that entity is expected not only spend all its spare time together but also plan its life according to other parts of that entity.
Holla at everyone who’s reading this today! I wrote another story for you to read&enjoy, and since today is Finnish Christmas – Merry Christmas! Or