Tuesday night I like look at the stars

Following the plans to keep publishing in English and doing more normal texts today I want to tell you about what I like to do in a Tuesday night.

Song for the night: Moonlight Sonata

Sometimes I wonder what is beyond us. I like to sit in the grass, even lay down, and look up, to the sky and the stars. Since I was a little boy in Arkansas I had this thing with the universe, maybe was my way to question everything around and search for more when all answers and questions are not enough, or maybe was just the fact that I like to look at the sky and wonder about stars. They have little nice shiny lights and when you look at it from a place where the city lights are almost none you can see many amazing stars and constellations (and I cannot identify even one).

Cloudy nights can be terrible for my Tuesdays, even the moon can ruin everything with that pale clear and bright light covering all the nice things the universe show us in the night. When is cold you can feel that wind going through the fields and making you smell flowers, earth, and grass. This small breeze is also good in summer, when the hot air gets softened by the wind.

I have to say, also, about the Tuesday nights in the city oh my sweet Juiz de Fora. You can see from a hill the bright lights of the city shinning like yellow stars in earth, making us looks like a mirror for the night, a light for the sky. The constant sound of cars passing by, the living roads cutting the hills like a snake made of stone, _­houses full of life and people walking, seeing or dreaming, all that is part of a big scene. All that is part of my Tuesday nights, when restaurants open for shows and people go eat all prepared and obviously hungry and ready for anything life can give them.

I see this from the window in my room, in my bed, in the car, closed eyes or looking for the sky with questions that I don’t even know how to make it.