quinta-feira, 13 de fevereiro de 2014

My doubt, my hope, my hurt



It’s not just too simple to make a decision. Even more when this decision is about the rest of our lives. It’s not that easy to choose the harder way. The unsafe way. But yeah, how they say: the harder, the better. Because in the end of the worst track, it will be the most beautiful view.

Canada had never been a dream. But Brazil had become a nightmare. Every Brazilian citizen can say why. We live among fear and violence, there’s no respect for life, for society, for rules... there’s no respect for people. We feel stuck all the time. Stuck by traffic, stuck by violence, stuck by no hope. I’m fighting right now for a mediocre life, where I’ll have a little more of money and stability, but I won’t be immune from these nightmares above. It’s not what I want for my life. It’s not.

But what I really want? I don’t know.

Canada is now my easiest option to follow. It’s quite easy to go to Canada, comparing with others possible countries I would like to live. I know it’s cold and stuff, but I really guess that the good things are bigger than this little detail. Vancouver, specially, seems to be a lovely place to spend a lifetime. I’ll go for it.

Anyway… My thoughts are a mess. I love my family too much to go away, but I can’t give up of my dreams because of it. For now… Just let it go.

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