Tonight I had a strange but beautiful dream. I cannot interpret it, but the tenderness that it left gives me a feeling of nostalgia. There was a voice that always repeated the same words to me “Write, hurry up, write!”. It was not a warning, rather a determined invitation, almost peremptory, but sweet, because confidence showed through that hard yet so mild inflection of the … Continua a leggere A Dream
Distrust and social distancing are not the same, yet they can be easily confused, sometimes even willingly desired. Caring after our health protection establishing a distance of security does not mean that we are socially distant or, at least, that we have to forget the rules of a society based on relationships and sharing. Actually, the risk we are running through this obliged social distancing is to … Continua a leggere Distrust and Social Distancing
Writing Is Testifying 