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Aires Mateus

Maybe tomorrow I'll have a twisted mind too

They say that “Maybe tomorrow is a better day”. I would change that into “Maybe tomorrow is a restful day”. It seems such a long time since I slept with no worries and had beautiful dreams not nightmares. 

Since I study Architecture, I had to say goodbye to many things like nights of quiet sleep or simply doing nothing at all at school and say hello to many others. I had to learn to laugh of my own mistakes, to accept tough critics and that everything I draw is literally a shit. What is more, I had to endure to be called in many ways. And I don’t mean by that to be mixed up with other people (which also happened). I mean that I was named by “colleagues” selfish and to be a rough diamond and by teachers I was told to have an illogical mind, to be lazy (even though that wasn’t exactly the used term) and drunk. I’m lucky I never get bored of all the stuff they say. They are quite creative so you never forget what they say. You can be sure about that. 

Now I ask myself what I’ll be called in the future. This may sound weird but I am a little curious about what will happen next. Taking all the things that happened so far into account, I wonder if all the architects are like this. Have all of them twisted minds? How will I be in the future? Maybe I’m already a little out of my mind. I’ll have to discover the most hidden places in it and I’ll tell you later what I’ll find out.