"There are times when I can smell the coffee - from a place that's a few flights away from here, that I had in previous chapter of life. And I can feel the heat of tropical sun outside like it's here. Now. I sense the ambiance, the noise of roosters and singing leaves and breathing morning. I lick that memories, because it's delicious and it feels so real that it's almost hurt. Because I can see them, inhaling all their scents, even when my eyes are wide open."
a feeling of longing, melancholy,
or nostalgia that is supposedly characteristic
of the Portuguese or Brazillian temprament