The song! / A música!

 

Hi Guys!

This post is something special. I was preparing some new stuff to publish when something came on, that I absolutely have to share!

It was yesterday, the 31th July of 2016, around 9 p.m., when I had this indescribable feeling of pure happiness and freedom.

I already have this favourite place in my Madrid apartment, which I share with three other people. It’s not the hall, or the corridor, it’s not the bathroom, my room or the kitchen, It’s not the living room and it’s definitely not the other’s rooms. This leaves us with the balcony.

The Balcony is a bit messy and the view is something that would never appear in some kind of novel, and even less in a great novel such as the views of Pemberley in Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen. The sunshade is of a strong green eroded by the deadly lights that strike it for long hours in the day. The floor is made of bricks and the handhold is painted in light blue, like someone just thought that all these colours would look just fine.

The view is even worse! Down, you see an improvised plastic pool from the first floor neighbours, which makes you feel mad of jealously when it’s incredibly hot and all you want is to take a dive in that. Around, you also see parking spaces of the several neighbours, all in concrete and dead colours. Around all this space you see just buildings with lots of floors that leave no space to admire anything related to nature, except if you look up. We will get to that in a bit.

The balconies of the other apartments are as just sad as my own, if you look closely you can actually see inside them. One of my neighbours spends, literally, at least 4 hours a day sitting in a sofa near the window, probably watching television, without moving a muscle. That is a real challenge! There’s another neighbour that sometimes likes to walk around in a bikini on her highly spaced balcony. I don’t know how she handles, for it’s incredibly hot to stay outside, even if it is in a bikini. Even more, she might get some serious sunburn!

I’m getting away with myself. Let’s focus on what really matters!

After dinner, the sun is still high so I go to the balcony and cover myself with the sunshade and I let the time pass by playing crossword puzzles along with some music.

Yesterday I turned Youtube on and put some random playlist, having no idea what was coming up next.

Around 8h30 the sun hides behind the building in front of my balcony and I can set the sunshade aside. The result is a wonderful view to the sky, still shining.

Around 9 p.m. I’m trying to find the suitable space for some word in my game and the music starts.

“I got this feeling inside my bones

It goes electric, wavey when I turn it on

All through my city, all through my home

We’re flying up, no ceiling, when we’re in our zone”

I’ve never heard that song until yesterday (in what rock am I living under?), and I felt all my skin chilling. Involuntarily I stopped paying attention to my game and looked up at the sky, which was in this perfect shade of orange, with mixtures of light blue and yellow. The clouds seemed to form some kind of an unknown universe, and the music turned up higher and higher gave my spirit the sense of being in some other dimension.

Without any chance of wanting it to stop, I started moving because I couldn’t help myself, dancing with limited moves that my sitting position would allow me. That was when everything exploded and this feeling of happiness stroke:

“I got that sunshine in my pocket

Got that good soul in my feet

I feel that hot blood in my body when it drops, ooh

I can’t take my eyes up off it, moving so phenomenally

Room on lock the way we rock it, so don’t stop”

I started dancing like some crazy person feeling the music and realized that, despite all of the bad things in this world, there’s always a lot of good and fun in life, and those moments must be enjoyed, otherwise life just passes so sadly and dull.

“Ooh, it’s something magical

It’s in the air, it’s in my blood, it’s rushing on

Don’t need no reason, don’t need control

I fly so high, no ceiling, when I’m in my zone”

If you don’t have a song, I leave the link of this one that might turn up your spirit!

Justin Timberlake – Can’t Stop this Feeling

Everybody has that one song that makes you jump, dance and sing to the top of your lungs. I believe I found mine for the moment, and that is awesome! So, my question is: What’s your song and what happens when you hear it?

See you guys soon for more Madrid experiences.

“Nothing I can see but you when you dance, dance, dance

(I can’t stop the feeling)

Feeling good, good, creeping up on you

So just dance, dance, dance, come on

(I can’t stop the feeling)

All those things I shouldn’t do

But you dance, dance, dance

(I can’t stop the feeling)

And ain’t nobody leaving soon, so keep dancing”

Ana 🙂


Olá Pessoal!

Este post é especial. Estava a preparar uns textos novos para publicar quando aconteceu algo novo, que tenho mesmo de partilhar!

Foi ontem, 31 de Julho de 2016, por volta das 21h, quando me assaltou uma sensação indescritível de pura felicidade e liberdade.

Eu já tenho o meu lugar preferido no apartamento de Madrid, que partilho com mais três pessoas. Não é a entrada, ou o corredor, não é a casa de banho, o meu quarto ou a cozinha, não é a sala e definitivamente não são os quartos dos outros. O que nos deixa com a varanda.

A varanda está um pouco desarrumada e a vista nunca seria de aparecer numa espécie de romance, e muito menos num grande romance como as vistas de Pemberley em Orgulho e Preconceito de Jane Asuten. O pára-sol é de um verde forte corroído pelas mortíferas luzes que batem ali durante horas ao dia. O chão é feito de tijolo e o corrimão está pintado de azul claro, como se alguém pensasse que aquelas cores algum dia ficariam bem.

A vista ainda é pior! Para baixo, vê-se uma piscina de plástico improvisada dos vizinhos do primeiro andar, dos quais fico cheia de ciúmes quando está muito calor e só me apetece dar um mergulho. À volta, vêem-se espaços para estacionamento dos vários vizinhos, tudo em cimento e cores mortas. A circular este espaço só há edifícios com muitos andares, que não deixam espaço para admirar a natureza, excepto se se olhar para cima. Mas já chegamos aí.

As varandas dos outros apartamentos são tão tristes como a minha, e se olhar com atenção consigo ver o que está dentro. Um dos vizinhos passa literalmente pelo menos 4 horas por dia sentado num sofá, sem mexer um músculo. Que grande desafio! Há outra vizinha que de vez em quando gosta de circular em biquini pela sua grande varanda. Não sei como é que ela consegue, porque está sempre muito calor, mesmo para quem está de biquini. E mais, pode apanhar uma queimadura!

Já estou a fugir ao assunto. Vamos focar-nos no que realmente interessa!

Depois do jantar, o sol ainda está alto, então vou para a varanda e tapo-me com o pára-sol e deixo o tempo passar ao jogar Cruzadex com música nos ouvidos.

Ontem liguei o Youtube e pus a tocar uma playlist aleatória, sem ter ideia do que estava para vir.

Por volta das 20h30, o sol esconde-se atrás do edifício em frente à minha varanda e eu aproveito para pôr de parte o pára-sol. O resultado é uma vista muito agradável para o céu, ainda iluminado.

Por volta das 21h estou eu a tentar encontrar o espaço para uma palavra no meu jogo quando a música começa.

“I got this feeling inside my bones

It goes electric, wavey when I turn it on

All through my city, all through my home

We’re flying up, no ceiling, when we’re in our zone”

Nunca tinha ouvido aquela música até ontem (eu vivo debaixo de que pedra?), e senti a minha pele arrepiar toda. Involuntariamente parei de prestar atenção ao meu jogo e olhei para o céu, que tinha um tom perfeito de laranja, com misturas de azul claro e amarelo. As nuvens pareciam formar um universo desconhecido, e a música cada vez mais alta deu ao meu espírito a sensação de estar noutra dimensão.

Sem querer que parasse, comecei a mexer-me porque não conseguia conter-me, a dançar com os poucos movimentos que a minha posição sentada permitia. Foi quando tudo explodiu e atingiu-me a sensação de feliidade:

“I got that sunshine in my pocket

Got that good soul in my feet

I feel that hot blood in my body when it drops, ooh

I can’t take my eyes up off it, moving so phenomenally

Room on lock the way we rock it, so don’t stop”

Comecei a dançar como doida e apercebi-me que, apesar de tudo o que há de mau no mundo, há sempre algo de bom e divertido na vida, e que momentos como estes têm de ser aproveitados, caso contrário a vida passa triste e aborrecida.

“Ooh, it’s something magical

It’s in the air, it’s in my blood, it’s rushing on

Don’t need no reason, don’t need control

I fly so high, no ceiling, when I’m in my zone”

Se não tens uma música, deixo-te o link desta que pode ser que te anime o espírito!

Justin Timberlake – Can’t Stop this Feeling

Todos têm aquela música que faz saltar, dançar e cantar aos berros. Eu acredito que por agora encontrei a minha, e é espectacular. Portanto, a minha questão é: Qual é a tua música e o que é que acontece quando a ouves?

Até breve numa próxima experiência de Madrid.

“Nothing I can see but you when you dance, dance, dance

(I can’t stop the feeling)

Feeling good, good, creeping up on you

So just dance, dance, dance, come on

(I can’t stop the feeling)

All those things I shouldn’t do

But you dance, dance, dance

(I can’t stop the feeling)

And ain’t nobody leaving soon, so keep dancing”

Ana 🙂

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anavingada

I'm dreamer and a writer. Changing the world is my greatest ambition. I studied International Relations and I love everything related to the environment and animal species. I never miss a chance to travel feel the adrenaline of trying on new things. Dancing is my hobby and Capoeira is my passion. Chocolate and movies are my addictions. Life is a challenge! "Laughter is timeless, imagination has no age, and dreams are forever." Walt Disney

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