E no final, assim, calado, eu sei que vou ser coroado rei de mim.
- Los Hermanos
1am, i'm reading 'hiperculturalidade', and it's so good. probably, i'll be finishing it on thursday or friday.
also, i read today 'blue horses' by mary oliver and liked it. wasn't too invested tho, but it's great.
and in the morning, i was able to read a lot of 'the idiot' by elif batuman. this book is making me so happy! her writing is amazing and just to be in selin's mind is fascinating.
be kind to yourselves 🤍🌧
i'm still on lolita, damn this book is hard to read. every page i literally have a discomfort on the way he speaks about lolita. it's so sickening! but the writing is so good, i don't even know what to say. *Fiodora thinks so too!
on the other hand i'm gonna start 'pop song' and 'a peste' today! it's gonna be i guess my forth or fifth camus. i love him sm. also, i need to finish it soon cause my uni library doesn't accept us to keep the books on vacation and semester is ending. soooo... 🤸🏻♀️
it's nice day today, very cloudy. i love it, it puts me in a great mood! 🤍🌧
currently reading
o mito de sísifo - camus (75%)
infocracia - byung-chul han (pg. 62/107)
lolita - nabokov (pg. 25/ 331)
crime e castigo - dostoievski (pg. 33/561)
the way of kings - brandon sanderson (428/1252)
kibogo- scholastique mukasonga (starting)
to be read
a peste - camus
sea of tranquility - emily st john mandel
read (20/11-26/11)
chouette - claire oshtsky
the right to sex - amia srinivasan
tell me i'm an artist - chelsea martin
in heaven, everything is fine ♡
continuing this one today! i'm still on 10% but really enjoying it. it's funny and brings some good questions to think about.
other than that, i apply for next semester's classes. hope i'll be accepted at all of them.
i'm trying to think more about the projects i'd like to work on.
i hope it rains today. 🌧
[dear bird,
protect me.
the fall is too high. catch me.
i'm not ready to fly. eat me.
in your inside, take me.
don't leave me, so i can live in you.
see through you
what i can't be
be for two, for we, for i
and drown deep above
[in the vacuum.
jales.
“I am obscure to myself. I let myself happen. I unfold only in the now. I am rudely alive.”
- Clarice Lispector, Água Viva [in the images, a picture of Clarice and part of a manuscript from Água Viva]