Psithurism is the sound the wind makes when it passes through the tress.
I stopped to listen to the rumble of trees. I think it’s been years since the last time I found myself caught by the sound of the wind.
This week we met a new place. It’s called Stanmer Park. It’s a Nature Reserve that is north of Brighton. In the middle of the park there is a very small village with several restaurants and cafés that have delicious food.
One of our close friends here took us and we spent a lovely morning/afternoon. We took Naga and Saki with us. It was the first time they meet our friend and Naga took a big liking to them. I am always happy when she likes people because it feels as if she was approving of our friends.
My favorite part about our walk was the amount of flowers that were already blooming, and the new leaves coming out of the trees all around the reserve. This sense of new beginnigs was all around us. Strangely, this made it feel as if the village was welcoming us into the country.
My favorite thing about the park is how picturesque it looks with the flowers blooming all around. The passing of time seems much more bearable with so much beauty and life changing around us.
It was our first time taking the bus anywhere. On our way to the park we sat on the accessible seats by mistake, and I felt very embarrased about it. There are still a lot of things I’ve got to learn about this new country, and I want to be more gentle to myself while I learn them.
Going back to Brighton we sat on the second floor of the bus we took. It is my first time sitting on the top of a double decker bus. It’s much narrower than I expected, but I guess that’s public transport everywhere.
I finally went and got myself a guitar! I think I was very lucky because I found an electroacoustic model from the guitar I was looking for initially at a similar price range.
My goal here is to be able to connect with all the hobbies and parts of myself that I have been neglecting for the past few years because I focused too much on my work life. So, I feel like this is a big step in that direction.
I’ve thought a lot about the types of songs I want to write. I usually write about my feelings. I might even dare to say that sometimes writting about my feelings is what helps me process them. So, I might just create a whole EP talking about changes in my life. It’s such a weird feeling the nostalgia I get for the places I’ve lived in the past. I still get a bit sad thinking about the first apartment I lived on my own back in Guadalajara. The place where we adopted Naga. Where Sofi lived across the hall.
I think there is something magical about the mundane of all the places I’ve lived in and left behind.
Wanna hear something funny? I am still amazed by this coincidence. Earlier on the week I was walking out of our apartment complex on my way to the office when I happened to stumble on this flyer by chance. A flyer of the band And So I Watch You From Afar, and, yes, MAYBESHEWILL COMING TO BRIGHTON ON THE 26 OF THIS MONTH.
maybeshewill is one of our favorite bands ever. I think their album Fair Youth was such a big part of my early University life, and one of the biggest inspirations of what I wanted my games and my music to evoque in people. One thing I learnt that day is that they are a British band, so never in a thousand years I would’ve thought I would get a chance to see them.
Wann hear something even funnier? IT FALLS THE DAY BEFORE OUR WEDDING ANNIVERSARY. Sometimes I feel like there is something out there looking out for us, and that feels very magical to me.
If you ever want to listen to an album that can potentially change your life, give Fair Youth a listen beginning to end. Maybe even take a walk somewhere nice while you listen to it. I swear you won’t be disappointed.
In more recent years I have not been as comfortable showing my face actively on the internet. I’ve stopped posting in most social media, and even in the safe haven that I’ve built for myself here, I don’t feel comfortable showing only my face in pictures. I am good with showing pictures where I am with others, but if it’s me alone I don’t really like it.
I’ve been wondering for a while why this is the case. Do I not like the way I look? Is it because I am getting older and I can tell in the many wrinkles and spots that I’ve gained throughout the years? I am not sure. Do I not feel it’s worth showing my face? I don’t know.
I have resorted to pixelating my face. So, one more thing before I go, I cut my hair and, for once, I feel happy with how it looks. Maybe later I get to show it off. Only time will tell.
Well, that’s the end for me today. I’ll be back next week with more stories!
Don’t be a stranger!
This is your digital ghost signing off.
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