The Man And The Sunlight

It is raining, but the other day it wasn’t. I was walking towards the subway stop when the sunlight broke the clouds and lit up everything around.

As I stood on the edge of the stairs, the elevator next to me started moving a middle-aged man appeared coming out of the underpass. Immediately, his face was touched by the sun rays and I saw his eyes squint and then completely shut. Face up, he stood still with his head lifted up savouring the light.
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Writing Eloquence

When I started with my writing eloquence challenge, I put a goal of a minimum 300-word text every working day. So far I have missed writing once or twice and on a couple of days, I felt extra wordy and two texts came out under my fingers.

I guess I never fully understood how difficult it is to write every day in a consistent manner. It is not due to a lack of ideas, just the opposite. It is the structuring of my rumblings and putting them into something resembling a coherent chain of thought.
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Picture-Perfect Memories

She was sitting on the floor, picture-perfect memories scattered around her. A half-full glass and a bottle of Merlot at a hand distance on the right and an empty box on the left.

The photographic evidence of the past few decades was speaking of ups and downs, smiles and tears, and a life lived to the fullest. No regrets, so to speak.
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December Lists

Every year around this time, rankings, predictions and retrospectives start flowing in from left and right. I call them December Lists. They look into the past or in the future with a predominantly subjective take on things.

List a structured approach to dealing with life as it happens, a sort of a mechanism to grant you the feeling that you are actually behind the wheel and it is not life just happening to you. Or… They could be as normal as your grocery shopping agenda or your personal branding online. The latter usually evolves into a complete frenzy at the end of each year.
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A Diary Called Facebook

In the last few months, I realised my personal diary was to some extent Facebook. In a few months, it will be a decade that I am present there.

Earlier this year, I have undertaken the Sisyphean task to clean up the content I have published there. But no matter how much I am removing more and more are popping up. I am not talking about the reactions or comments I have left on someone else’s wall. Purely the stuff I have published – thoughts, photos, infographics, check-ins etc.
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