Guidance

Sometimes I feel lost, in need of some providential guidance. A life how-to could be so useful sometimes…

Someone that gives me the light to enlighten my path… But I know I need to keep searching it in my inner me.

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Obsession

For some time now I’ve noticed that I’m quite obsessed with windows… there’s not even a single trip where I don’t make a photograph of a window.

Of course, I knew it, it’s just I’d never truly thought about it until recently…

Anyways, these are from Bordeaux:

Molly Malone

In Dublin’s fair city,
Where the girls are so pretty,
I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone,
As she wheeled her wheel-barrow,
Through streets broad and narrow,
Crying, “CocklesΒ andΒ mussels, alive, alive, oh!”
“Alive, alive, oh,
Alive, alive, oh,”
Crying “Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh”.
She was a fishmonger,
But sure ’twas no wonder,
For so were her father and mother before,
And they wheeled their barrows,
Through the streets broad and narrow,
Crying, “Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh!”

(chorus)

She died of a fever,
And no one could save her,
And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone.
But her ghost wheels her barrow,
Through streets broad and narrow,
Crying, “Cockles and mussels, alive, alive, oh!”