"A verdadeira viagem de descobrimento não consiste em procurar novas paisagens, mas em ter novos olhos." Proust

E que coisa bem difícil de fazer é essa de olhar com novos olhos.

Implica em sair daquela posição confortável da mesmice e da rotina e em olhar as coisas de uma forma contestadora.

"Now that she's back in the atmosphere
With drops of jupiter in her hair
She acts like summer and walks like rain
Reminds me that there's a time to change
Since the return of her stay on the moon
She listens like spring and she talks like june

But tell me did you sail across the sun
Did you make it to the milky way
To see the lights all faded
And that heaven is overrated
Tell me, did you fall from a shooting star?
One without a permanent scar
And did you miss me
While you were looking for yourself out there"

Drops of jupiter- Train