Sunday, January 07, 2007

2007.



I love the city, its complexity, its rhythm and its memory of all the lives that have passed through it every day. That's probably the reason it's featured in so many of my stories, or it may be just the fact that its such a big part of my everyday life, and of the lives I see go by my eyes every day, being myself a citizen of the city.

But the city doesn't give me everything I need, especially when what I want is precisely not need anything. In times like this, we need to get away and look for another place, far from the city, from the noise and from the rhythm. When you get there, listen.

The silence, at first. The lack of cars, smoke, lights. Then you'll notice what's below this surface: tranquility.

At the turn of the year, I took a few comics with me, but I didn't read them all. Too much time I spent looking at the horizon, in silence, listening the sound of breaking waves. I took some books as well, but I didn't read them all. Too much time I spent walking barefoot, without my shirt. I took my sketchbook with me, but I drew very little. Too much time I spent thinking about the future, smiling for no reason and daydreaming.

It's good to be back.

We all have a lot of work ahead of us.

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