On the mundane act of doing things for others
Cutting an apple into eight slices every night, and what it means to spend our most finite resource ...
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Cutting an apple into eight slices every night, and what it means to spend our most finite resource ...
Portuguese reflections on old age, the cycle of life, and caring for those who once cared for us
A Spanish poem for my yaya on her 103rd birthday - celebrating her eternal light and love
Portuguese reflections on nature, humanity's place within it, and the present moment
Reflections on the importance of timing, chronobiology, and the value of rest in productivity
An unfinished piece, because nothing can be perfect (August 2020)
05/01/2021
23/07/2021
An attempt at a short story that I wrote during a commute (25/05/2021)
Sometimes a photo can spark some words...