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For Camille
May. 29th, 2021 02:31 pm
Day 70 - Rainbow
Apr. 3rd, 2020 06:40 pm“I’m going for a walk,” I told my mom. “I won’t be late.”
Just an hour-long walk down a quiet country road. Nothing extravagant for this, my first walk since the quarantine began.
Earphones in place, podcast chosen, blue sky, late afternoon. A few “good afternoons” at people that cycled or walked past. Determined steps, fresh air, needed exercise.
Suddenly, dark clouds moving in from both the east and west. Behind me, a cloud of rain rolling down the guesthouse’s mountain.
A rush back home, dripping wet. As I step past the gate, a luminous rainbow opens up above us.
Just an hour-long walk down a quiet country road. Nothing extravagant for this, my first walk since the quarantine began.
Earphones in place, podcast chosen, blue sky, late afternoon. A few “good afternoons” at people that cycled or walked past. Determined steps, fresh air, needed exercise.
Suddenly, dark clouds moving in from both the east and west. Behind me, a cloud of rain rolling down the guesthouse’s mountain.
A rush back home, dripping wet. As I step past the gate, a luminous rainbow opens up above us.
Day 51 - Disasters
Feb. 26th, 2020 04:38 pmCoronavirus, Brexit, the Far Right, World War III, asteroids, artificial intelligence, the death of culture...
Meanwhile, here I am, in the moutains in the southern tip of the state of Minas Gerais in Brasil, staring at trees as the rain pours down. My kittens have spent the past five hours sleeping on my bed.
Tomorrow I shave my head and buy a return bus ticket to São Paulo for the weekend. A couple of weeks ago São Paulo was under water after a couple of very heavy days of rain.
May there be sunshine this weekend! May there be peace.
Meanwhile, here I am, in the moutains in the southern tip of the state of Minas Gerais in Brasil, staring at trees as the rain pours down. My kittens have spent the past five hours sleeping on my bed.
Tomorrow I shave my head and buy a return bus ticket to São Paulo for the weekend. A couple of weeks ago São Paulo was under water after a couple of very heavy days of rain.
May there be sunshine this weekend! May there be peace.
Day 41 - Mysteries
Feb. 10th, 2020 10:46 am
The rain goes on unabated. Cities in Brasil flooded, homes lost. I look at my garden and appreciate our good fortune.
Picked an Agatha Christie from our library, Thirteen at Dinner. Inside, a friend’s inscription from September 2000, when I was leaving Montreal after completing my university studies.
Agatha was my first crush, when I was 8 years old. The affair lasted until I was 12 and discovered Stephen King.
The kittens are licking each other on the sofa. Mom is still in her pyjamas, watching morning TV. I’m on my third coffee.
After lunch, I’ll lie down with Agatha.
Day 35 - Lassitude
Feb. 5th, 2020 04:18 pmRain stretches our days, no end in sight. Weather app says at least another 10 days of it.
What do I do stuck inside? Cuddle cats, lie in bed, listen to motivational videos on YouTube, read, take naps, eat, have a coffee, think about putting together a work out regime, fail to put together a work out regime.
My brother did some maths on how much we’d need to make per month with the guesthouse to give ourselves a small salary… and it left me dispirited.
Thoughts return on whether it’s actually better to sell everything and return to Europe.
What do I do stuck inside? Cuddle cats, lie in bed, listen to motivational videos on YouTube, read, take naps, eat, have a coffee, think about putting together a work out regime, fail to put together a work out regime.
My brother did some maths on how much we’d need to make per month with the guesthouse to give ourselves a small salary… and it left me dispirited.
Thoughts return on whether it’s actually better to sell everything and return to Europe.
