Ona Vinyamata

This Week

• I listed the perfumes I tried so far as I cross the perfume department on my way to the supermarket to buy groceries. That’s glamour.
• I had a morning as dense as chocolate.
• I heard the bell tower call 5:30AM when I was exactly passing by a church. I then heard it call 8:00AM from a strange bed.
• I celebrated Sant Joan, or the summer solstice, with a big amazing family of mine.
• I heard a young-looking 84 year old talk civil war stories, one compromising the life of someone I never got to meet that holds the key to my actual happiness.
• I struggled to understand, an ongoing battle.
• I stuck my ear to a window of a closed bakery at 5AM. The baker was listening to the radio and it smelled wonderful. I thought video didn’t kill the radio star.
• I felt insecure surrounded by crazy kids and adults firing fireworks with no fear. I fired my fear away and found the craziest were the ones standing aside.
• I found myself alone in a 4-story village house with my personal magician.
• Death scared me.
• We cooked coca de recapte, lasagna, orxata and a stunning brunch.
• I cleaned the floor of a bar full of vintage vinyls, gin-tonic in hand.
• I remembered how much I used to love the Orisinal games by Ferry Halim.
• I ate strawberries directly from a plant under a fig tree.
• I climbed the fig tree.
• I met a 4 year old girl with whom I almost share my name (except for one letter). She showed me her car and her scooter.
• I saw people eat raw sausage.
• I meditated.
• A fireman told me he just received a report from NASA of the weather to come in the next 6 months.
• I saw Robots again, and laughed at the same jokes.
• I ate nachos with friends.
• I received a present: lettuces, carrots, onions and a homemade oil for knocks made from verbena flowers.
• I had breakfast delivered to my bed.
• I worked hard.
• I watched images from the north and south poles, and it was hot!
• I didn’t sleep much.