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Friday, November 26, 2021

I wasn’t even invited…

 


Loud music. People laughing and talking. No masks on.

Two parties going on at the same time. One at a house on the dead-end street next door, the other in the condominium - to be more exact, the barbeque area (the very first party after the restrictions due to covid, which is still around but people act as if it has vanished into thin air – I wish). Both started around noon.

The house on the dead-end street had a live band playing pagode; the one in the barbeque area: techno. Neither of which I fancy. Around 100 people singing and dancing to the beats – no masks on. Both parties were celebrating someone´s birthday. I wasn´t invited to either but had to put up with the music and the mayhem. It was a battle to see whose music was heard the loudest. Perhaps they could have made a deal to take turns. This way their guests and the rest of the neighborhood (because they had amplified it so that everyone in a large radius could hear) could have enjoyed it more than just a mixture of excruciating noise which ended way past the 10 pm time allotted.

All I could think was, I wasn´t even invited…

Written: November 20, 2021

 

Photo: Meire Marion


Monday, November 15, 2021

Twirling and Twirling

 

A twirl, a giggle, another twirl, another giggle. He was there because of her and she was there because of him. The company was celebrating its 50th year in a gala occasion. Her long red dress and his smart tuxedo. They looked like the happiest couple on that dance floor. However, they were not really a couple.

Pandemic times, although, everyone had been tested because of the virus, masks still needed to be worn. She had on a red one that sparkled as the light hit it and his was black which stood out over his well-trimmed white beard. In the limo compliments had been exchanged. He looked older than her because of the white hair which to her was a charm, nonetheless he was a few years younger than she was- still in their fifties.

While they were dancing, she wondered when his wife would show up, after all he was married. In the middle of a slow dance, which she tried to keep a descent distance from his body, she asked him. Surprised at the question, he thought she knew. ‘We split up during the pandemic’, he softly said. ‘I am so sorry. I had no idea’, she replied as she looked into his eyes. ‘Let´s get some fresh air’. He led her to the balcony just outside the hall.

Once they were out there, he took off his mask and so did she. They had been tested negative. Nowadays, this was the protocol for large parties- vaccine, test, mask. ‘You were away from the company for so long, guess rumors do not reach home office’, he laughed. ‘Do you want to talk about what happened?’ He mentioned that there wasn´t much to be said. Quarantine had ruined their relationship. By being together all the time ruined their intimacy, which made them realize that the reason why they weren´t being intimate before pandemic wasn´t that they were tired from the commuting to and from work every day. However, that was just an excuse, because now they had all the time and rest, they needed and in the bedroom all they did was sleep. Their romantic candle had burned out. She listened. We even tried counseling, but to no avail. He looked at the full moon.

‘You love the moon, don´t you?’ he said as he smiled and looked at the moon. ‘I love everything in the sky, the clouds, the sun, the stars and especially the moon’.

Moments of silence were broken. ‘During the office online meetings, I started to notice how much I missed talking to you. You always find a way to make me laugh. I would always move the zoom windows to try and find you. Attending those weekly meetings was the highlight of my week because I got to see you’. He moved in closer and looked into her eyes. No words needed to be said, she had feelings for him too. But before they kissed, she asked if it needed to be kept a secret at work, keeping in mind that they were surrounded by company workers. He laughed. He pulled her closer. They shared the longest and most passionate kiss ever.

They went back to twirling and giggling with hope of a better future overcoming the four-year pandemic.

Written: November 14, 2021 (This is a work of fiction based on a dream)


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Monday, November 8, 2021

Travel Light

Life is a journey.

For some it is long, while for others short.

From a few hours to over a hundred years.

Choose to travel light.

Choose a lighter load to carry.

Guilt,

Fear,

Grief,

Overburdening,

Overcommitting,

Over worrying,

Disappointment,

Rejection,

Hate,

Dislike,

Leave it all behind.

As you wake up every morning,

Choose the lighter bag to carry,

The smallest one filled:

Hope,

Faith,

Love,

Grace, and

Forgiveness.

Start a new chapter.

Leave the past behind.

Go into the present with an open heart,

Open mind, and

Open arms.

Choose people over things.

If everyone travelled lighter,

Life would be smooth sailing.

 

Written: November 6, 2021

 

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