“My way of learning is to heave a wild and unpredictable monkey-wrench into the machinery. It’s all right with me, if you’re sure none of the flying pieces will hurt you.” Sam Spade in Dashiell Hammett’s, The Maltese Falcon
La semana loca for me. Complete 180º with work and personal relations. Change is more palpable than ever. And I am ready to start updating this blog with respectable regularity again.
Sant Joan is upon us: harbinger of a sweltering summer season - and busloads of photo-snapping tourists, poltroons ducking in alleys for the bag snatch, kids and divorcees in droves on the fake beaches of Barceloneta.
I think of Heraclitus:
“This world, which is the same for all, no one of gods or men has made; but it was ever, is now, and ever shall be an ever-living Fire, with measures kindling and measures going out.”
I’m off to drink a canya and jump over bonfires.
Salut, i força al canut.
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