(..)Naturally, it isn’t as easy as it sounds. You’ve lived a relatively narrow life, a vertical rather than a horizontal existence. So it isn’t any too difficult to understand why you seem to feel the way you do. But a man who procrastinates in his CHOOSING will inevitably have his choice made for him by circumstance.
So if you now number yourself among the disenchanted, then you have no choice but to accept things as they are, or to seriously seek something else. But beware of looking for goals: look for a way of life. Decide how you want to live and then see what you can do to make a living WITHIN that way of life. But you say, “I don’t know where to look; I don’t know what to look for.”
And there’s the crux. Is it worth giving up what I have to look for something better? I don’t know — is it? Who can make that decision but you? But even by DECIDING TO LOOK, you go a long way toward making the choice.
If I don’t call this to a halt, I’m going to find myself writing a book. (…)
Hunter S. Thompson a dar conselhos, carta completa aqui.
Também é preciso dizer que este poço de sabedoria aos 22 anos, mais tarde se descreveria da seguinte forma:
a lazy drunken hillbilly with a heart full of hate who has found a way to live out where the real winds blow—to sleep late, have fun, get wild, drink whiskey, and drive fast on empty streets with nothing in mind except falling in love and not getting arrested
É inútil tentar encontrar algo tão cool como o Hunter S. Thompson, mas encontrei esta música que não é nada má e lembra um pouco conceito. Hoje está a vir tudo ter comigo, por acaso, sem esforço. Menos as projecções de inflação para Moçambique para os próximos 5 anos. Sim, porque eu vivo uma vertical existence uma narrow life. Alguém tem de.