13/365 – Fragility of the mind

To Friday 13th,for always being a good day for me and even thought today didn’t seem like one a simple call just a few minutes ago made this whole day be so much worth it. To superstitions, to bad luck and good luck, to the making of our own providence, to everything that happens and what will happen. Nothing important to be told, nothing that matters to be talked about, just me having fun and having people calling me crazy, making me feel good about it, and about that boy who is my best friend for as long as fifteen years and that arrives home tired, to see his family, knowing he leaves in a city far away from here and still calls me so we can go out for coffee after dinner. Today is for the friendship and not the bad luck, but the good one of keeping someone has great so far in my life.

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Joana, 29 anos e natural da cidade do Porto. Sou uma fotógrafa de profissão, louca por viagens e sempre com demasiadas opiniões para dar. Este é o meu blog no qual escrevo desde 2009 e ele já mudou tanto quanto eu mudei ao longo destes últimos, quase, 10 anos.