I was reading some things I wrote and I found this buried somewhere:

“You know what I’ve never written? It’s the thing they don’t tell you about being mindful and aware of all of your surroundings, it’s the downside to loving nature in such an active way: I’m getting FOMO…

I sure did — love it how I speak like “oh yees, back when I was a kid” but never have I felt like that stage of my life ended.

The conclusion to this is right there:

kids love artists cause artists never stop being kids.

Maybe no one does…

Also, why is it more comfortable to write in the plural, as if you have company in the thoughts you’re currently bleeding out of yourself, as if it is us and not just me or not just you.

We like to feel like there’s someone there with us, as if…

Ever not do a super simple mechanic task just so you can put it on the mental to-do list of the day after because you know you’ll need to feel like you’ve accomplished something tomorrow?, I say, leaving my chargers tangled for the night.

I was asked to write about…

Is anyone else… too aware of things? — not in the “oh I’m too wise for my own good sense”, we’re not doing that right now, I am way too hungry and sleepy to be considering myself intelligent here. Just, in general. Feelings-wise, sensation-wise.

Cause I cannot for the life…

Artistry. And pretty pages.

I can’t read because I keep writing, god damnit! — a marvelous curse for a writer and a pain in the ass for a reader, I’ll tell you.

I’ve been getting this weird punch of comfort every now and then. I just feel so relaxed and…

(I call these rambles “thought-essays”, this is one of ‘em)*

Cutting people off is an interesting process. I sound like a serial killer or a sociopath but I mean the way we people dooo, from out of their lives? Not necessarily ghosting, just… that way you just stop having any sort of relationship with the person. …

Why do people bond if they know they’ll have to part?

Similarly, are all humans a bit… masochistic? Because we know it’ll happen sooner or later, and yet we still do it, whether we want to or not. Do we want to get that bit of suffering, is that what…

Maria Pires

Portuguese, Aquarian, fascinated by humans, bubbles and fireflies. Wannabe film student? We’ll see. Currently dreaming about living in a treehouse someday :))

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