WWDC 2022 finally introduced the widely anticipated M2 MacBook Air redesign. Alongside it, Apple also introduced the somewhat puzzling M2 MacBook Pro. While the M2 MacBook Air received most of the…
A poem inspired by Max Richter’s (composer) album Sleep
Her breasts rise and fall
Eyes wide shut
The stillness of night punctuated by breathe
A recurring and predictable rhythm
Clock-like precision as hands move
Ticking, tocking
Punctuating the deepest recesses of the mind
Poly-tempi inputs cause her to stir
The silk covers a shade of grey
Her arms above
Shoulder length brown hair unkempt
Woolen clouds hang overhead
The soft sounds of the night flow over the room
She turns her body
A movement to the left
Silken covers ebb and flow like the sea
Softly turn about in a dream-like trance
The softness of her breathe creates a simmering breeze
Melodically played calmness of the Cello
All is well, all is quiet
Hands on the clock move from minute to minute
Elapsing hours of shadows
Bittersweet tranquility as morning approaches
The dimness of grey transitions with an aura
Her breasts rise and fall
Eyelids flickering as dreams permeate her desirous mind
Breathe punctuating the tranquility
Rhythmically, unhindered, unbridled
A siren’s voice heard in far off lands
Alone, bereft, Solitudinal
Calm is the ocean of the morn where the wind blows not
Serene is the scene of grey and silk and wool and music
Sleep and dream in haste
A movement to the right
Her body lurches, the curve of her nape abrupt
Arms become restless, longing to be held
Silken covers removed as the heat of the night shines bright
A ray of light invades the room, its hue no longer grey
The beige of the headboard exposed
Long is the night that becomes dawn
A recurring and predictable rhythm
Silken covers ebb and flow like the sea
The hours have grown short
Alone, unhindered, strong, independent
Solemn strings announce the arrival of the morn
Her eyes open to the tranquility of silence
Arms untethered to meet the dawn
Awake, bereft, alert, alive
With all the managers going for the week, an office prank begins with the question, "what would happen if they were not in charge anymore?" Our managers were secure and confident in their leadership ability.
O primeiro mundial disputado pela seleção de Gana foi em 2006. Em um grupo com Itália e República Tcheca como favoritas, os Africanos surpreenderam com duas vitórias e terminaram na segunda…
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