it has been a week since i’ve installed the internet service here at my house. since a long time i don’t have this privilege. i also didn’t have a place to call home. cell phone connection were always present, but in a limited and compact way. for emails and messages.

willing to readapt, some fears arrive: how to deal with the heavy load of information and stimuli that the net brings? to know everything all the time. what is happening in the world, even if only on the surface. anxious and sad news. abuse of nature, social quarantine, corruption. the path of hate that seems popular these days…

one of the addictions, even on the cellphone, is to read the headlines of newspapers from são paulo. “just to check what is happening in the country”.

i’ve never used twitter, but instagram robs my time. just a quick look that becomes ten minutes. times five, everyday.

how to deal with this?

from afar, it seems so simple: just focus on what really matters. also from up close. so why it is so hard?

to silence, to calm down, to breath. what i miss is meditation. what i miss is presence.

but i know where to find…

in 2020, i still believe that to create in a blog makes sense. without the limitations of social media and mainly, without being a trap for attention for propaganda. it is a direct channel between who creates and who receives.

to read a blog requires action and will, it isn’t just in an infinite feed. the difference is simple, but the relationship is different. directly. this is the way i would like to work.

we are together.