On the couch...“How do you see life… today?” asks the psychologist.“Cause and consequence...” — she answers the question and adds, “in life for every action there are reactions that lead to others and others as if... infinite... Therefore, the first step must be well thought out ...doctor.” says the patient.“I noticed a certain determination in the words and way of acting in today’s session. I notice that she has thought carefully before giving answers and certainly this should also happen when making decisions...I see this as a great advance compared to the first sessions we had at the beginning of the treatment and clear evolutions each week...”, writes the doctor silently while she speaks.“A new philosophy of life for a new woman?” questions.“I don’t see myself as a “new” woman. This word gives a connotation of... inexperience...” he claims.“What would be the definition of yourself… then?” inquire.“In a single word: strength. I see myself with scars from an unprotected batt
The actions of cuts and personnel changes in companies, where she began to notice signs of fraud and corruption, and within municipal government departments, were happening in cascades.The result was a stability never seen in the history of Romântica and that of the companies under her and her husband's responsibility.Every day more and more investors, businesspeople and leaders from different areas sought to have a moment with her.“Each one wants to deposit their precious eggs in Dona Rúbia... They are similar to blowflies looking for a fertile place to serve as an incubator.” comments the housekeeper Hortênsia, who usually welcomes each of them.But every day Rúbia became more enigmatic to most of those who asked for her advice. The reason is that little or none of those who sought her out understood this game and often felt lost in the comparisons and connections she made.This gradually aroused everyone's need and interest in fully understanding what it was based on, where the
Speaking of Reid...Bruce's life was nothing but the same. Everyone realized that it was not at all strategic, hectic and exciting like his wife's. But there was movement, so everything, besides nothing, could happen. He could too, because nothing mattered to him. It was all very predictable, just like the adventure that can be seen in the smallest hand of a clock. As for the future, he was as if under a dense fog, which prevented him from seeing even what was in front of him.At first, the wife even considered adding him to her “board”. Furthermore, she thought to herself and came to the conclusion that it was a piece of little or no strategic use.Do what? It even seemed like a structural issue, “you can't change all materials”, she said and added: “People are made of materials and not all of them can be changed easily, only those who flex, contribute to this...”. “To do this you have to have the humility of a pawn.” She referred to her husband as being impossible, considering he wa
The next morning...“Hello Tobias! Did the mayor’s consignment of books arrive?” asks the Indian, his driver, when passing by the post office to check the mailbox packages.“Good, Tauã!” responds the employee who was smoking, standing in one of the corners of the post office sidewalk and adds, “no, friend. We learned that there was a problem with the plane and all the cargo was permanently damaged…” he explains.“So, what does this situation look like? What do I tell him about the expensive books that are supposed to come from Europe? They are all in his language and there are none here...” he asks and laments.“Suppliers will have to replenish orders, in your case, and... they will arrive with a certain delay.”"I understood. Thank you, friend." The driver says goodbye. But he is soon called by the employee, “when is the wedding going to be!?My wife was going to ask her fiancée, but she never saw her again... She's been missing since she stopped teaching at the school nearby....”“W
The same night continues...For the majority, the same as every night, but not for the unfortunate man who displays a magnificent ring on his left ring finger and nothing more than that, when it comes to being married.He noticed the loneliness when everyone started to pay attention to their peers, ignoring him and some even seeing it as a bad omen due to the fact that he was alone, on a couple’s night and because he was practically induced or forced to wish them good luck. to the bride and groom. The whispers and laughter of those present sound like torment to him as he insists on looking at his watch. Meanwhile, everyone directed their chairs in such a way as to position their backs to him. “God forbid..., but if this marriage doesn't last, I'm sure it was the sinister back here that was bad luck...” says one of the women in such a way that Bruce could hear.These words and the gestures of most women, added to his situation, induce him, for the first time in his life, to go beyond w
The following nights...“Well, I don't think we'll play like we used to... After all, ... neither of us are kids anymore...” whispers Bruce.“You're absolutely right, bro, you're absolutely right...Now we have adult lives and...” the brother agrees."... Then? What do adults do... to have joy... similar to what children have?” asks Bruce, because, as a child, it was this brother who had the most fertile imagination.“From the moment I set foot in this city... all I can think about is...” Bruce's brother gets excited, but is interrupted by him saying, “if that's what I'm thinking, and I believe it is, because I've always been able to understand what you're thinking...” he half questions, believing the obvious.“This is not a phenomenon...”, adds the brother, “seeing that, deep down, you have a little of me... as much as I have of you and, together, we complete each other....”“I don't even need to remember what we did or... almost did... when we were teenagers. The only thing that did
Another night at the bar...Early in the morning, a team organized a small stage with the appropriate instruments. For regular customers at the luxury hotel bar, it was nothing new.From that day on, during the festive month of celebrating love, there would be the traditional presence of the singer Tenórius, with his remarkable voice.Everyone present was expectant and there were already many napkins with song names and dedications that would soon be given to the friendly artist."Good evening, everyone!" he wants the bar manager at the microphone and, without the enthusiasm deserved for the occasion, after a pause, he adds.” It is with great sadness that I announce that our beloved Obadiah Tenórius will not be able to be present during our festive period... He asked me to read the note, explaining the reason....Let's get to the note:“Dear friends and fans of my interpretation, I love you all and for this reason I feel obliged to go beyond a simple...: “There was an unforeseen event
A jealous wife whispers in her husband's ear, “the moment, people and the environment are what create, recreate, corrupt and divert us.” and soon after she frowns."What did you say? I don’t understand...” asks the husband, as he was busy at the moment.“Didn’t you hear me, Cabral...? I quoted a phrase my mother told me! Never mind...” she concluded, getting up and leaving, taking only the small bag with her.Meanwhile, everyone else remains in their places, sitting, eating, drinking and as if hypnotized.At the end of all the melodies that cover the contracted hours, the singer announces. “Thank you very much for the applause... Now, to close the night, I will sing a version of a song that most of you probably know the melody...I'm a fan of this singer and that's why I wrote these lyrics. The melody belongs to my diva and I ask everyone for permission to interpret my lyrics in it.She takes a deep breath and begins to sing: “I am a womanI just know how to be like thisBut this can