The night cold woke me up. By habit I leave everything open because of the dogs that live with me. In addition to the cold, I became aware of the sound of rain. Still in bed, I listened with pleasure. Various thoughts began to creep in, with the intention of ruining me. I fought heroically. Until the moment when the saying, read somewhere today, came to my mind. "Only dead fish go with the flow." That was the end of my hope for the continuation of a peaceful dream. They succeeded. Thoughts won. Now, fully awake, I finish my second pack of cigarettes for today, leaning against the wooden pillar of the porch, watching the sifting of raindrops, listening to J. J. Cale. Do you know about him? Well, that's the one who keeps you company until dawn. Good morning, Noisers. https://youtu.be/XePD7-XOnao
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What a creepy night!! Cheer up my friend!
Yes, indeed. I will have to switch to reggae or Brazilian music for a while. Intended to force. Even when they sing about sad things, they sound cheerful. 😄
Ahahah it's called saudade... Toquino, Vinicius de Moraes...
One thing is for sure. Italian music shit on me, and on the little positives I had. You are a very sad people. You killed me in a notion. When I'm sad, not Italians. By no means. 😛😛
But this is not Italian It is Brazilian with a bit of Italian You judge too fast my friend :D
No no no. My comment was about music in general. Not on a specific song. I hurried out of fear. I am currently holding a strong and beautiful rope. For laundry. And a plum nearby. So I said, just in case, to say it. Everything is possible except canzone. 😂😛
https://youtu.be/ije2b2gMXQE