Adulthood: The Myth of Common Sense
Adulthood is supposed to be 90% common sense, our everyday is full of the absurdities of grown-up life.
Raguel – My Guardian Angel
Oh, I was so furious, so furious; if I saw a bucket of water, I would pour it on him so his shining wings, which were so proud in the air as I walked out of the exam hall, would dim a bit.
Rude People
Today at Charles de Gaulle Airport, I found myself in a predicament: defending a seat from an oblivious traveller determined to sit on an unexpected surprise. Laughter ensued, but so did a lesson in humility.
Day 12: Hail Mary; Holy Mary
Then she took pity on me and said I should punish myself. I said I would say the Hail Mary. Little did I know, it would turn into a marathon of devotion. Normally, I expected her to ask me to say three to ten Hail Marys, but she brought out those beads and asked me to say five decades. I cried because then five decades felt like five million decades.
Day 11: Grumpy Old Lady
I mean who would want to shout on a GenZ singing amid all these Grandmas? I was to be pampered so that I would keep showing up. But, Grumpy Old Lady liked her spot, but she didn’t want to talk to me, so she complained to the choirmaster, who asked her to tell me to move. I waited for her to do as instructed, but she didn’t. The choir master looked at me, I innocently looked away as if I was confused, but stood my sacred ground.
The Unrepentant Kissers
I recount my day at Biblioteca Camões, where I encounter a couple who can’t stop kissing, a snoring man with smelly feet, a human pin cushion blasting music, and other quirky library regulars. Amidst these distractions, I question if kissing should be banned in libraries, just like eating and smoking.