"Sometimes it does me good to dissolve. I drag my steps along the street, feeling an oversized weight on my back. But under that state, and with a horrible face, I manage, with great determination, to reach the end."
Today like on one of those days, I moved forward, always challenging the new thought that hammers and hammers - mercilessly - my weekend tranquility and that he didn't want to give me the strength to get out... I sometimes seem like a mole in its solitary burrow, cursing its own kind... light for my eyes and air in my face to react... that's all I need, when I understand it.
After all, when I feel like something's suffocating me, I go for a walk to blend in a bit with the crowd and breathe... that's one of my most effective therapies, although the truth is, lately I haven't been very friendly and I'm more like a missionary orphaned by spiritual enlightenment.
But walking always lifts my spirits, and it makes me breathe better.
A couple of weekends ago I went to a mini fair, and despite the constant crowds, it wasn't so bad either. Not because of the variety of things on offer, but at least hearing people's gossip makes you feel equal to the others. Sometimes we interact with people, sometimes you just listen without wanting to, because Cubans tend to be quite extroverted when surrounded by their own people. Although I can assure you that almost all of us talk out loud about the current situation, even when there's the risk of being reprimanded. It's a risk we've learned to take.
We are learning by freeing our minds (and tongues), especially when we go out for a walk and believe that what we are doing is more extraordinary than it really is.
After a while, I rewrite my entry just to ramble...about my walk in a mini fair that maybe isn't even worth telling...but the speed of my thoughts can't string together all the letters I would like to say that after all I love fairs, standing in lines under the strong sun full of colorful umbrellas, and chattering half-jokingly, half-seriously about how harsh our reality is.
But we remain disturbingly passive in this sixty-plus-year relationship with patriotic sentiments...🤭...Excuse me, I know this is serious, really?
With bags hanging over my shoulders, I scan the selections, or almost selections... bananas, corn, avocado, beans, cheese, yogurt, ice cream, and sea fish... I couldn't find any sea fish... and I left frustrated without my omega-3.
Maybe I should have brought my Chloe. She loves these kinds of adventures. But the street gets so hot I feel like her fluffy paws wouldn't be able to withstand the pavement temperature...over 40 wwwdegrees? Maybe.
I think about the hours I walked, and I feel good, especially because my body is energized and relaxed—waiting in lines? Yes, and because it disconnects me and makes my heart dance. Also because under a tent we drank a beer and a Cuban malt, and I'm not going to argue with anyone that Cuban malt is the best in the world. And the pork too, but I didn't get to buy it...too many people for too little meat. I hope we don't get polyneuritis like we did in the 90s!! 😬
I think I'm a little obsessed with hiking lately, but I like to do them at times that are currently a bit tricky, because right now it rains almost every afternoon along with lightning and thunder...and it's pretty scary.
Maybe they should have fairs every week, because I like walking and bumping into people I haven't seen in a while, friendly people, or people who leave with a frown as grim as mine... although the best thing is that you leave home with that expression, and come back with your heart full of miraculous band-aids of light that relieve your heart and calm your soul.
This is my music suggestion to listen to this weekend, especially to calm your mind, your body, and to keep your feet on the ground.
💝Lady Gaga. Always remember Us This Way.
💎Alan Walker and Jeotter Music.I will return
A big kiss, a huge hug, just like that for everyone, and soak up the sun so there's plenty of light in your lives.
Always very grateful for your reading.
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