Tag: Diary
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If everything goes right
My friend is planning to go to Canada with her husband and stay for three years or more. She is tiny, discrete, with a pale face and eyes like brown marbles, always open in a way that remind me of a frightened rabbit. But behind the first impression you can see a quick mind and […]
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To have a conversation
What is worth talking about? Is all we say important? I think everyone has heard the usual exhortation of Say whatever you want to say, you won’t have time once you kick the bucket. Dead man tells no tale, after all. But, the thing is, what do we want to say? The moment we open […]
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Before the oracle, with the flowers
Where July felt restless and exploitative, August so far has made itself felt with its small doses of cathartic releases throughout these days of diminishing heat. The heat is still there, though, in all manners of speech. There is no more scorching self-doubt, but rather an abundance of small fires kindling together a dark moor […]
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Ways to remember a person you love and cannot see everyday
So he, she, they are gone. They are probably loving you somewhere and having a good time anyway. It is what it is and there is really no need to fret on that too much. You wouldn’t like for them to be bitter or anxious. You, after all, love them. So swallow that bittersweet pill […]
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The suit of cups
I was thinking about how everything has subtly changed during the last year and the way things have become replaced and renewed and revealed as actually being always there, waiting for their time to attach themselves to a tender side of your memory. Over the course of a few months, I have lost people, convictions, […]
Fanny Esquivel 