Still here…

On Toronto

One thing that I really, really like about Toronto is the cultural mix. You get on a bus and you listen to several languages and accents. People are also dressed according to their culture so it doesn’t really matter how you’re dressed, how you speak, how you behave. Sometimes, of course, it’s a little hard to accept people sharing their cigarette’s smoke with you, people sneezing on your face, people competing for a place on the train. But, c’mon, let’s not be picky. Toronto has a lot to offer, as does the world with its cultural diversity.

Weather sucks, to be honest. It’s been raining everyday and we never know if it’s hot or cold; besides, air conditioners could be turned off most of the times. Environment friendly, you see. (Hmm, and by “you” I mean any of the 2,001 visitors of this blog. Including myself.)

Packing

So I’m headed to Toronto for some deserved vacation.

What is the fiction of your life?

Let’s write a story about yourself.

What’s its introduction? Where does your story take place?

How can you, as a character, be revealed? How does one get to know you? By your physical appearance? By what you say, think, feel, dream, do and don’t do? Or by what others say about you? Describe it.

What kind of conflicts have you faced/are you facing? A struggle against external forces, or against your own self? A struggle against another person, against circumstances, ideas, or against your choices, against your feelings or limitations? Elaborate.

How will the turning point be? Will the conflict be resolved or not? What do you think? Do you want it to be resolved?

How do you expect the untangling of the events to be?

Self-help may sometimes help

An aunt of mine told me that, when she feels someone is willing to cause her damage, she imagines a glass cage around her: all the evil will hit the cage and go back to the person who sent it. Is it true? Well, maybe not, or maybe yes, for those who believe in the propagation of all kinds of energy; what is true is that it makes her feel stronger and better. Good for her, and I myself wouldn´t mind trying, too. Trying to imagine the cage, not sending her evil thoughts to see if they would come back to me.

Such things don´t need the evidence of science… if it works for you, who cares what the evidences are?