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Life and Other Stories
The heat is unbearable. The car’s AC isn’t working again and while the wind whipping through the window offers some relief, none is found when the car is not moving.
I sat down to write.
I sat down to write because, well because I felt I owed it to myself. I think you owe it to yourself to.
2 Weeks in Argentina
2 weeks is an extremely short time when you stop to think about it. Argentina is kind of very big – you can never hope to tour the entire country, unless you travel every single day. Doable I suppose, but extremely tiring. So when we first sat down in front of a map of this gargantuan country we asked ourselves, what do we want to see? What experiences are we looking for specifically in this piece of land?
Breathlessly
Do not hurry,Tarry a while.For the flower shall wilt.The child will grow.The sun will setAnd how many of those have you missedIn a lifetime?How many have you seen?
The Art of Forgetting
It’s never pleasant, losing one’s memory. You feel somehow less in control of yourself, like you’re missing a part of you which had been there once and no longer is. No, it’s never a good thing. Or is it?
Reading Matters
Reading is good for us. We know that. We all do, or at least deep down, we acknowledge the fact that it does us no harm. Then why, if we know this to be true, can we never make time for it?
Grateful
We are often led to believe that if we don’t manage to achieve the goals we’ve set, we’ve failed. Have we really though? What about all the other things we’ve experienced along the way? Are we grateful for those?
"Perfect"
I have always wished to write something. There’s just one problem – I find it hard to finish what I start. I once wrote more than 20 chapters twice over, before stopping on both occasions. My third attempt started on the right foot, but I gave up on that too. It’s not super hard to ascribe a reason to it.
A Beautiful Chaos
I was walking back to my car, brushing against people in the narrow passage. No one hardly glanced my way but that was fine.
