Here the Whole Time

by Vitor Martins

I walk to the kitchen, trying not to make noise, but of course it all goes wrong, because I’m about as delicate as a mammoth.

When you declare something, even if it’s obvious to everyone already, it becomes real.

I’m usually just a consequence in people’s lives. Never a choice.

I’ve always been so busy trying to avoid being unhappy that I never found a way to be happy.