Sunday, February 13, 2011


I'm not an easy person to follow. (People who know me are all nodding right now). I'm really not. My line of thought is not a line at all, but rather a very badly made and very twisted ball of yarn. It's like having a car at 200 kilometers per hour on a dirt road in the middle of nowhere with absolutely no signs or map to help you. That's how hard it is to follow me when I talk and don't have the muggle switch on. And I always feared no one would ever want to stick around long enough to want to try and understand me. I was too darn twisted and I scared people away. Then he came. And he got me. Well... he got my references and he was interested a-plenty to make the effort. To be honest, it's not always peachy, we do have to meet in the middle. But then again, that's so close to home and this is such a wonderful thing that it's really not a bother. I love him. And for the first time in my life I'm not afraid of whatever I might say. Because even if I mess up we can always talk it over. And that's something so new and so great :)

1 comment:

Tati said...

sorry Manata, mas tenho te a dizer que se tu não fosses assim...provavelmente eu e tu não erámos amigas...
deixa lá, eu sou daquelas pessoas que quer tanto dizer aquilo que se me passou no pensamento que constantemente quando falo sai-me uma palavra esquisita que é a junção de duas, sabes?