The First Month Went Past
“You went from living in one of the world’s capitals to living in one of the world’s smallest towns,” said a friend recently as we walked the hills that surround my family’s guesthouse.
…From working in a large UK charity to working at home, from commuting two hours a day to living at my workplace, from spending hours a day in front of a computer to hours a day in a garden, from caring for my career and my social life to caring for my mom, who has Alzheimer’s.
I visited friends in São Paulo last weekend and came back rejuvenated.
At night, we watch a new soap opera, Bom Sucesso, about a rich man with 6 months to live and the not-rich woman who takes care of him. The man owns a failing publishing house and enjoys introducing classics to the woman. The Scarlett Letter, Othello, Sherlock Holmes. I've downloaded free copies of some of these to my new Kindle, a goodbye gift from my work colleagues.
I’ve started running again and doing pull ups on the bar my brother set up in his backyard.