She sleeps with the window open

Having known her made me discover, in practice, what thinkers and philosophers try to explain with extensive texts and different theories: life is simple!

She doesn’t have unusually colored eyes, but she can see the obvious with the greatest ease and without dramatizing anything at all. She doesn’t have a fitness belly, because she knows how hot she really has to be the company. She turns and moves, leaves her hair messy to feel the wind, wears small earrings, paints her nails with coffee and goes around in sandals with her toes exposed…

The type that dances without music and listens to music without dancing, she has a knack for getting on with life! Use chords of silence to touch people’s hearts. Without much effort, without appealing, without pretending… She mixes all the rhythms in one beat and always puts on a show aside when she decides to sing her melodies!

He sleeps with the window open because he says that the wind brings the smell of life… He loves the heat of summer days accompanied by rain in the late afternoon. There is no bad time for her! She has a habit of saying that “Even the darkest clouds have a little light…”.

She cultivates good friendships, gastronomic experiences and is always accompanied by great books! He somehow manages to have affection in listening without judging the one who speaks to him. She just absorbs what she heard and returns with love, the words and gestures that are needed at the moment.

She dreams. She dreams a lot. Dream big! But her top is not a mansion in Paris, luxury cars and expensive bags… Her top is the top of a mountain! A modest little house, with a welcoming look and warmth through the window… Plantations to eat and animals to roam free in the corners. Her high has to do with the meeting of freedom with satisfaction, and that for her, means having things little by little and loves in many… Freedom is the oxygen of her soul!

I can’t count the times she made me smile just because she was smiling. I think I fell in love with her, just for her, being herself… And being her, she made me see things that alone I would never have seen!

Oh! I miss that brunette…

It captivated my love so much, that everywhere I go I see that little mouth. How many delicious things she made me feel, and still does… Even without any pretensions, she left a lot of her quirks in me! Among them, “sleeping with the window open”…

And between the lines of life, I could discover that I don’t sleep with the window open waiting for the smell of life, I sleep with the window open because the wind uses the same perfume as it!

Leonardo Cabral