Blog Post 3.
Lazy Saturday. Waking up at 10am, running two miles, showering, eating a toast and drinking a coffee then lounging around, looking up flight prices and catching up on US news until lunch (which, by the way, happens at 3pm in Spain). After lunch I’ll probably head to the beach for a few hours. This is a schedule I have never experienced and would never have attempted to experience in the US. As the boats in the bay at La Caleta bobble over the moving tide, I float atop the flow of time, not going anywhere, though it continues to move all around me. This sensation is completely new to me.
I’ve habitually lived every day by pressing against that barrier that separates the time that has existed and the time that has yet to exist. I usually put a lot of pressure on the “now”. I am a product of the now. However, I’m learning how to ease the panic that wells up inside me when I realize I am not bearing down on the moving current of time, making it a productive instrument. I am learning to be lazy.
It’s kind of nice for now.
Kulani Sol 