A metaphorical harvest

It’s almost midnight in Paris and it’s my last Saturday night fully locked up. Little by little, the apocalyptic sensation of the beginning faded away into a new kind of normal. But somehow nature decided to send us a message to let us know that nothing is normal, that nothing is really okay. As we prepare to phase out of lockdown, tonight we are experiencing … Continuer de lire A metaphorical harvest

In times of lockdown, is technology a friend or a foe?

Lockdown has made us all even more technology dependent than we already were. Most of our relationships happen over the phone, through a screen. Technology literally filters most of the things we do… both the useful and the useless ones. So as we reach what feels like an eternity inside our homes, have we come to the point in which the connectivity brought to us … Continuer de lire In times of lockdown, is technology a friend or a foe?

What happened to my hands while time was put on stand by

Being alone and « locked down » I have had an incredible amount of time on my hands, time that I am not used to having… time to think. Curiously enough, I have never had so much trouble putting my ideas together and forming them into an actual thought (or the thoughts into ideas, whichever works best). Mostly, I am severely judging my thoughts for being too … Continuer de lire What happened to my hands while time was put on stand by

On Crawling out of a Black Hole

Falling into a black hole is something that just happens. Everything can seem to be going fine and then… thump! You’re in a very dark place and you don’t know your way out. When you’re in there and you can’t see clearly, it’s easy to get lost in the darkness, to get stuck without knowing what to do or where to go, without knowing who … Continuer de lire On Crawling out of a Black Hole

On transitioning and transcending

My transition from 2018 to 2019 is happening at an airport. Anyone who knows me knows how much I dread airports. I hate the way they feel, the fake light, the way people behave in them and, most of all, the amount of time you spend just standing in line and waiting. They are uncomfortable little bits of hell! My mother on the other hand … Continuer de lire On transitioning and transcending

Breaking down imaginary walls

Lately I’ve been feeling stuck. Stuck in a situation that I (still) haven’t figured out how to deal with. I don’t appreciate being stuck… my life goals are set and I have things that have to be accomplished according to a very tight imaginary schedule. It is so disturbing that, even though it’s past my bedtime I’m laying here in bed writing this with what … Continuer de lire Breaking down imaginary walls

Waste, our common evil

When I was a kid, one week of my school year was dedicated to outdoor activities, the “week without walls” it was called. Besides representing some of my best middle and high school memories, there was one idea that got stuck in my head, the idea of “leaving no trace”. Just to be clear, I’m all about duly deserved recognition for our actions, I’m not … Continuer de lire Waste, our common evil

You acknowledge my existence… therefore I exist?

I was recently told that I had a strong need for recognition. At first this made perfect sense, but the more I think of it (yes, this is me and my natural tendency to overthink) the less I understand what it actually means (if you’re looking for answers, don’t bother to read on). If the idea got stuck in my head in the first place … Continuer de lire You acknowledge my existence… therefore I exist?

Hello World, this is me!

In a world where we are virtually more and more connected, I find it sometimes curious that people still feel the need to identify themselves according to certain movements, to certain trends. It’s like being in the same place, at the same time as other human beings is just not enough. Everyone still wants to « fit in », to meet certain socio-economic and cultural standards. To … Continuer de lire Hello World, this is me!

The ultimate breakfast experience

A friend of mine once told me that breakfasts at my place were “legendary”. I’m not one to brag (or maybe I am), but this actually might be true. You see, breakfasts at my place are not just about “breaking the fast” imposed on us by a good night’s sleep, it’s a wholesome experience. I love to cook, I always have… for as long as … Continuer de lire The ultimate breakfast experience