The “little” of what’s happening

Today you get bullets because that’s how my thoughts are arriving. After most of a day buried in a textbook, my brain is sore. There are big things happening in life right now, probably for both of us. But today, I’m bulleting the little things, the things that fall between the cracks of the bigger things because they don’t announce themselves but wait to be noticed. Continue reading The “little” of what’s happening

Tonight, I flew

The week began with the bus radio blaring, “I want to get away; I want to fly away.” That day, I got away over café coffee and the chilly breeze sailing through the hollow bus station. But tonight, I flew.  After two months in lockdown, was I ready to function in normal life? In another language? Another culture? I had my doubts.  Ready or not, … Continue reading Tonight, I flew

There is a lion in the streets: lockdown in Spain

Restrictions descended upon us one by one. I was always still adjusting to the previous restriction and was never pleased with the new one.

Immigrantville inhabitants grew more careful as time went on. On Wednesday evening last week, I marched into an odds and ends store to find a plastic wall protecting the workers behind the counter. Continue reading There is a lion in the streets: lockdown in Spain