Me he dado cuenta de que hay muchas palabras en español que relaciono con una persona o un evento distinto. Es decir, cuando veo la palabra, una persona en particular viene a la mente, generalmente la persona que me enseñó la palabra, aún si tal persona nunca se dio cuenta.
Lately, I’ve had the song “A Long December” by Counting Crows stuck in my head. I used to hear it on the radio all the time back in the ‘90s and early 2000s, when I still listened to radio. I love it. The song makes me notalgic for California, even though I’ve never even visited there.
I hate the phrase “new normal” and I hate the general way in which COVID or reaction to COVID changed our lives. But one thing about this brave new world I do approve of is the trend toward working from home.
Over the last week, I took advantage of the Christmas break to read Dilexit Nos (“He Loved Us”), an encyclical letter by Pope Francis that came out in October of this year. It is a meditation on devotion to the Sacred Heart of Jesus.
I just rewatched The Matrix. It has always been a favorite of mine, but the last two times I’ve watched it, I’ve been left with an uneasy feeling. The Matrix has come to represent in my mind false beliefs that predominate in the second millennium.