The life of the patient is a strange life, always dependent although apparently independent.Dependent from medicines, therapies, doctors, family, the gaze of the silly ones who consider your appearance without frills or trappings as you were an insult.You also depend on your own body and its whims, mood, tiredness, malaise, the urgent need to switch off and rest.By contrast, a sick person’s thinking is absolutely … Continua a leggere A Sick in the Darkness
In the morning, after reading the newspapers online while sipping my tasty herbal tea, I take my notebook, open it, hold the pen in my hands and start writing. It is an immediate and transcendent, loyal and definitive impulse. It is not a ritual or a formal exercise, but rather the compelling call that gives “body” to my mind and frees it. It is as … Continua a leggere Good Morning!