Language matrix

 Luna 2    18.09.07

Even the English seems to escape from my mind. I know that my memory will never remember this moment in any language other than Spanish. Perhaps the next adventure will be recorded in English, but for now the meetings and the new knowledge come from the Spanish matrix, which remains the background through which I understand the world.

Although the work does not always allow the natural fluency of relationships, the truth of my destiny is here for now. Tomorrow it may be different, or perhaps it will be the same choice again.

The important thing is simply to give thanks to God for this work.

Even if the interaction did not begin in the most natural atmosphere, I feel that it would be good to break the silent wall that appears when work becomes the only rule of the game. Maybe sharing a mate, exchanging a few words, could open another space between us—something more human.

I feel that each person here is living life at its edge, trying to move forward on their own. Everyone, in their own way, seems to be searching for a real moment, a natural one.

What if we changed positions for a moment and broke the roles we usually play? If we allowed enough time for things to flow, even in the middle of this world ruled by money and schedules.

That is what I feel now.

If I am right, good.

If not, that is also fine.

I simply recognize the feeling.