Monthly Archives: November, 2013
Wizardry
Notwithstanding my deficient writing in a foreign language, I keep coming here. English words are music to me. Its sounds take me to a magical and smooth land where things are cozier and prettier. It is a nameless place full of new dreams, new hopes, new wishes, new thoughts and new fragrances, like the smell of white pepper on my old …
To the full
It has been a very windy and cold day. I did not have the courage to take a walk or to drive to the swimming pool. Instead, I have stayed at home and worked on the lecture I will give next Wednesday. I think I have done a good job, but I can only answer …
Blue Jasmine
I have been surrounded by oppressive clouds for two long and unbearable days. Lately, I have been working too much, trying to handle too many projects and facing countless disappointments. I finally collapsed on Friday, I could not stand the pressure anymore. I even despaired of ever regaining my sanity. I did not know how to stop …
Reading and walking
After walking around the neighbourhood, I feel refreshed and full of autumn scents. Firewood, roasted chesnuts, wetness, tree resins and cleanness were absorbed by my nostrils while I kept a pleasant pace which took me to the tranquil waters where I swim slowly, feeling and enjoying every little movement. The stroll has been like a …
Neverland
Writing here is a beautiful miracle I can work any time I want. I am self-taught in English and words do not come to me as easily as they do in Spanish. Yet, I can treat myself to unknown words and sounds as I do to music or to a walk in the country. I …
Sparkles
The sound of my neighbour’s alarm bell is so powerful that invades my ears and my mind and when it rings for too long, as it did yesterday, I cannot even think. Everything becomes a blur then. I have been suffering from this insane noise for the last years, at noon and at night. Yesterday, I …
Gratitude
On my way to library, I saw a group of leaves whirling gently. I stopped and watched its dance with amazement. I felt a kind of movement inside, gratitude was dancing in my soul, touching every little corner, enlightening myself. There was a brief and crispy sound like the strike of a match that made …
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