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  • I'm on vacation and this is the first time I don't want to stay drunk, doped or engaging in unsafe sex since many years. "This is the day, this is the time", I used to tell myself. But the days passed, the times were over and I'm alive. Alive to be on vacation for 20 days. I promised myself before I slept last night I wouldn't be sad and I'd enjoy every hour of these nothing-to-do (just what I want to) hours. I'd like to thank the Academy.

    It makes a shiny sunny winter day and the temperature is warm. It's rare to be cold in Rio. The day invites you for a walk, with skies cleaned up of clouds of doubt, so you can do all your stuff with a bright light colouring everything Boson particles of a Crying Higgins created for your beliefs.

    This is the day. This is the time.

    P.s. The photo is the view seen from my bed with curtains opened. Taken right now.
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