brotherhood

i miss my big brother. yesterday he came over, we talked about argentina, brazil... then about portuguese and spanish. suddenly i reminisce of our late night talks, in our then shared bedroom. it's hard to find a talking partner like him. we'll just talk and talk, and then you think again, then you see things from a different angle, new perspectives. the greatest thing is that we will just talk, without opinions, without being imposing, without trying to outwit, without judgements, without trying to refute each other.

but i'm happy for him now. he's wife and son needs him more(than me). such blessings!

oh, and these are new books in my list after my exams.


long way down


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