The Tedium

The Tedium The bay of Cascais looks like a mass produced painting, azure sea, flying seagulls and anchored ships just as it was when last time I was here…a sunny day in May. Ah, this ennui, if clouds would alter a little and don´t be so static I will take new Interest in my surrounding and don´t feel so jaded as I felt when a famous general fell flat on his face when caught lying to his wife and having an affair with a woman craving fame at whatever cost. Who is going to buff up the general´s many medals now? The answer is not in the picture card bay, which today looks like yesterdays where ruined careers come to rest and their historic insignificance is forgotten.