18 Oct Upcoming november…
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18 Oct The lonely coconut tree
It's over, I thought. I had already done my part. The wedding was beautiful. The beach house had been a dream come true. The beautiful house, in shades of blue and gray, stood out on the semi deserted beach, with summer...
18 Oct A note from the old heart
“Hello, my old heart How have you been? How is it, being locked away? Well don't you worry In there, you're safe And it's true, you'll never beat But you'll never break ” The Oh Hellos To the new heart, There you are. Did I wake you up? If...
15 Oct The lonely therapist
The psychoanalyst Contardo Calligaris speaks, in the book “Letters to a young therapist”, of the loneliness that the good therapist goes through. No gifts, no glamor, just him, his techniques and the challenge of helping the customer. I remembered what...
15 Oct The eternal childhood of sleep
For me, sleep time will always taste like the happy childhood I had. But what a pity that, as children, we did not value sleep. In fact, Children are enemies of sleep, even though they embrace it at night. Every...
15 Oct The short life of the new year
The new year begins like a baby, lulled, awaited and pampered by everyone. He takes his first steps, clumsily, falling intoxicated from New Year's Eve. Open your eyes to the days, still sleepy. In the adolescence of the new year, the...
01 Sep The Death and Death of Father Florêncio
I sit down to write, as usual, and watch the news on the phone that Father Florêncio has died. What a pity! My confessor died. In fact, the favorite. I could not be ashamed to tell my problems before that gentleman, understanding and sure...
