***SPOILER ALERT – BOO POST AHEAD***
I am a nostalgic person. I’ve explained more about it here and what I do to not let that get in my way, but the truth is every so often I let myself go down the bittersweet road of nostalgia. Tired Tuesdays are particularly prone to my nostalgic episodes. Especially when accompanied by incredibly good pieces of writing, like this one. It’s in Portuguese and I’m not quite sure an auto-translator could do it justice!
In a nutshell, the writer tells us about his convoluted move to Brazil, leaving *his* Lisbon behind. Unlike me, he’s not nostalgic. Unlike me, he doesn’t look back and wonder about life back home. He made his home where he is now. Our life circumstances are quite different and I have a large family to whom I’m very attached to, but still. I admire his ability to let go, not to mention his beautiful writing.
So why I am boo today? Well, a nostalgic person can give you a very long list of reasons, but I’ll stick to two. It makes me boo to not be able to just let go. The funny thing is I know if I were to move back today, I would then have the reverse feeling for all I would be leaving behind… can’t win, really! And it makes me boo that I no longer write in Portuguese.
I started this blog much because of my friend Nicky. He wanted to be able to read what I wrote and together we wanted to improve our photography. LMJ came of that and I’m so glad it did. My writing has evolved immensely since the first few posts and my photography has become a reflection of me. I’m happy here. However, sometimes I miss writing in Portuguese and it’s silly because I could just do it, but I don’t. I just miss it instead.
There’s a lot to be said for us, nostalgic types hey…!
I'll just have another sip of wine, for now.