It’s cold here in Santos, Brazil, now, in June. Not cold but the standards I grew up in, in England, or Toronto, Canada, where in 2014 Artur was born and I experienced cold on a new level. But everything is relative and waking up at 4.19AM in 18ﾟC is/was unpleasant. It feels so much colder … Continue reading Honey and Lemon is not Tea
I used to be an English language teacher. This began back in 1993, I think, when I came to Brazil. It was not like a career plan, in keeping with every single thing have ever done to make a living. I had no options at the time. I always liked the comfort of no options. … Continue reading Fast
I set off without much of a plan other than the newly-embraced idea that simple is good, and there is a lot to be said for repetition and routine if the routine you are repeating is good for you. An idea was imposed on me as a child, I think, that we change as we … Continue reading Figure it out
I look out of the window to check the weather, the light, the overall state of play in the world outside my apartment. It’s time to run and I want to do it. I have to do it. Why? Now there’s a good question. So many reasons, all of which most adults are aware of … Continue reading Pointed
We are all aliens, at home. We awake and rub our eyes, brains warming up as we focus for another day on yet more things that sit beyond us, almost within reach but not quite close enough for us to grasp with two hands. We are aliens in our own world, no different now, really, … Continue reading We are aliens
It’s been an emotional few months. Well, an emotional life, really. What are we if not a mixing bowl of emotions? See? I told you. I’m still emotional and am likely to remain so. What is the alternative to emotional? Control? And what is that if not simply the pretence of something clearly not real? … Continue reading Emotional few months
I know exactly what prayer is. I don’t know who made all this. Who set the ball rolling, or why. I think about it often – like whenever I’m not doing anything else. So, if I’m not translating or washing up or working out, I think about what the point is and why we are … Continue reading I Know Exactly What Prayer Is.
There is nothing like the truth. The truth will set you free. There is nothing like the truth. The truth will cause misery. Growing up, the truth was sold to me as the basis of a decent, civilised, and successful life. Among societal leaders and winners were the local doctor, lawyer, judge, and post office … Continue reading Nothing Like the Truth
You should write something. I always enjoy your writing. Why don’t you write? You’re good. More people should read it. Well, I’d love to, but I just have these things stopping me. Like what? There are 24 hours in a day. I know but they tend to be 24 hours of stress and anxiety. Seems … Continue reading Write On
She had horses who loved her. And horses who didn’t but tried. Horses who didn’t know and never would. She had horses who shivered in snow. She had horses who shivered anyway, any day. She had horses who were wise. She had horses who thought they were wise. She had horses who couldn’t be trusted … Continue reading She had horses
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