My confused brain: On Sundays

  I wake up as I do every morning at 5:00 a.m. without alarms. I think I am an early bird because I am neither tired or grumpy. I am fully awake. But today is Sunday, and although my heart is ready to write, my brain has decided not to oblige today. “It is Sunday”…

Error 5440

  I upload my contents like every day, and like every day, I take a second to thank whomever deity might make people click on my posts, I upload today’s post. And instead of the delightful thrill, I get by seeing my posts flying on the web. I get chills because the generous spirits (genies…

Her

There she was waiting. I could see in her profile that she was shy. Once we started talking I could see in her a wise but fragile soul, as she had survived not one but many battles, cried defeats and survived ignominy. She smiled and laughed at my poor attempts at humor. But her laughter,…

Japanese business etiquette II: Business cards

  Although, Japan is one of the most technologically advanced countries in the world. Our daily business interaction hasn’t changed much in the last decades. What do you mean? You may ask I mean that our ways to interact, to connect, to build relationships in business are still traditional. We still don’t rely on social…

Miyazaki: And his magic at Kichijōji

  As I arrived at Kichijōji station, I couldn’t help but notice little gnomes, faceless ghosts and other “magical” creatures walking around. They all seemed busy and preoccupied. And although I gave them the best of my smiles, they were not kind because they didn’t stop to help me when I asked them for directions.…

The annoying meatballs

Italy, 2002 I am glad I let my friend Francesca set me up with this guy, I mean the guy is gorgeous, he looks like a model from one of those expensive magazines. He is just sitting in front of me. And I think I just forgot my name. Did I take a shower before…

Without internet: Could you work?

  “I’m telling you when I started my career, we didn’t have internet, we didn’t even work with computers” was saying, my middle-aged colleague.   I stared at my colleague while holding my fork halfway to my mouth. My colleague’s words shocked me because, although, I interact with technology every day, as most of you,…

With love

Walking along the gray streets, sometimes, I wonder how I survived all this time without you. You said goodbye one morning, and although it was not up to you to stay, or to leave. The fact is that you left, and your farewell changed my life. For better or worse nothing was the same. I…

Fairies and my insomnia

  Late at night, fairies visit me whispering stories and old tales. Some speak familiar languages, some talk in dialects I have never heard. Nonetheless, they all come to share their stories and their secrets. They fly around me, tickle me, pull my hair softly until I wake up and agree to play with them.  When…

What matters

Gabriel Garcia Marquez once said that “what matters in life is not what happened to you but what we remember and how we remember it, in order to retell it.” We all have happy memories that bring smiles to our faces, those memories like clear water that the sun kisses while saying goodbye in warm…