Wednesday, 29 February 2012

Leap Days, And Years, And Things

If anyone knows why Americans get so excited about them, I would be happy to hear it.
Oh, to-day is this blog's first leap day! How very... not exciting.

Monday, 27 February 2012

Sixty-Four

My mother would be sixty-four to-day. I can't imagine that she would have been thrilled by this number... but I would still like to have her with me...

Wednesday, 1 February 2012

Time

P Lately I feel that I'm just counting the time that has passed...
P One hundred and four years ago to-day King Charles I of Portugal and his heir the Prince Royal were murthered, and the incompetence of politicians allowed for republic to be imposed two years later.
P A week ago a cousin of mine died without warning. He was working on his car in the garage and they found him lying on the floor.
P Yesterday morning, right before I woke up, I dreamt that Leo was on my lap, and that I was petting him, and that he was purring contentedly. Then the phone rang, waking me.
P Time goes by, and washes things away without seeming to bring anything new...
P For what am I waiting? Monarchy? Money? A good woman? I have no idea...
P Perhaps, instead of waiting, I should be doing something, but there is always something to take up my time, and I'm tired...
P Goodness, I am so Portuguese, waiting... for something...