Today the bulb is off

On a day like today when I again don't have the best ideas to write this new post, it occurred to me that it would be good to talk about ideas.  If you think about it, everything in life starts with an idea.  You know, a thought runs through your head and bam!  In the best of cases, the light bulb turns on.  That happened to me now, that is to say, I had several topics going around my head to write about;  however, the only one I felt that electric spark with was this one.  You might think that this was not the best theme, but it is not about whether the theme is good or not, but rather if it is the right one.  I felt better talking about this than mentioning anything else.

Something that we can rescue from this is that no matter how crazy an idea seems, sometimes it is better to develop it.  Eventually, over time, you'll know if it was a great idea or just a mistake.

Hot n Cold pt. 2

 

Last week we talked about the weather and my indecision as to which weather I prefer the most. From the way I see it, I still have a hard time adjusting to variations of it, but until now I find it useful to change between activities depending on my mood. On extremely cold days I prefer to stay home, bundle up, be comfortable, watch TV or read a webcomic. On very hot days different situations can take place. Sometimes I feel like the sun is like a kryptonite that saps my energy, other times I feel like washing clothes and hanging them outside to dry. Likewise, I also like to tidy up my room on sunny days. This doesn't always happen, and most likely it doesn't have much to do with the weather, but it's what I usually do on days like these. I think that as I have no control over these kinds of factors, one thing I need to work on is sticking to my schedule in order to complete all the activities that have been planned no matter if the weather is not that favourable.

What about you?

Do you have something you particularly like to do on cold or warm days?

Hot n Cold pt. 1

Today is Friday and it is raining. Enough reason to question me once again if cold or warm weather is better. As a person who comes from the coastal region of the country, I can say that I adapt well to hot days. In the neighbourhood where I used to live, it was common to see people wearing baggy clothes, shorts and sandals. This reality contrasted with what I was able to experience during the time I lived in the capital of my country, where the temperature tends to be much lower. There, people commonly complement their outfits with coats, leather jackets, scarves, among other garments in order to stay warm.

As a child, I never imagined myself living in such cold places; but eventually, I had to do so. Per se, the cold weather is not so bad at least not in that city. I've heard that other places on the planet are freezing, so I doubt I'd stay there too long as someone who appreciates a little more atmospheric balance.

In any case, I think that the amount of time you spend in a place forces you to get used to it and consequently its climatic conditions. Currently, the city I live in is now in the middle of two large regions: Costa and Sierra (Coast and Highlands). Although it is more coastal than mountainous, its climate is considerably influenced by the latter one. To illustrate, there are some times when in other areas of the coast it does not rain, but here it does. Occasionally, these rainfalls are heavy, sometimes they are slight. You actually never know how it will turn out to be. To be honest, I have no problem with the rain, but I do have a problem with the fact that it happens so frequently these days that it is almost impossible for me to feel the sun's rays. Anyway, that is what it is, so I just try to get the best of both sorts of weather.

Tell me, which one do you prefer?

Losing someone you love

 

The new year has started, you are in high spirits and feeling fierce as a tiger is. Suddenly, not everything is going as expected, one of your family members is in a delicate state and finally, on the first day of the year, she passes away. I am telling you about my doggy ​​whose name was "Mía". I can't even write her name without a tear sliding down my cheek.

Our story started in the middle of the year 2021 when my sister mentioned that she was feeling a bit lonely and sad. So, she said that she wanted a pet. In the first place, my mom and I were not going along with the idea, but eventually we agreed. After that, the search for a little furry companion began. We went to an animal shelter and saw many beautiful creatures, from baby puppies to adult dogs. We heard their stories from the caregiver, including Mía's story. She had been rescued from the streets at the beginning of 2021. The problem was that she had been already of advanced age and also sick. We saw her, so brave and fragile at the same time; so loving and gentle. Internally we thought that this was her opportunity to feel true love, so after discussing it as a family we decided that we would give her a home and take care of her. A few weeks passed by and we adopted a baby dog ​​whose name is "Maze". The family was then more than complete. We laughed together, we played together, we went for walks together. We were happy until Mía said goodbye to us.

Today, I still feel that emptiness and think to myself "I would have liked to give her a longer and better life." Despite those kinds of thoughts, I know that she was happy in the last stage of her life.

Thank you Mía for being part of my life.

I will always love you.