Gloomy day is a bit boring.
Whatever I do, I spontaneously feel a need of something.
Something... which I never be able to reach.
Then I start recollecting my memories.
It brings me back somewhere visually, acoustically or mentally.
But could it be just my imagination?
I can make it all up without noticing it.
There is always a small thing I can't accept easily.
I'm not yet brave enough.
I just want to listen carefully.
pictures,
left : Belem
right : Lisbon
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