Creative Non-Fiction Short Stories. :) Travel, Oldsters, Love, and Compassion.
Tomorrow I will read books, eat a care package of Mom’s ginger cookies and have my next birthday. I’ve got a stack of books waiting to be chosen, but I’ll no doubt spend time with dear Fernando Pessoa. Someday I’ll tell you the story of visiting his hometown of Lisbon to track him down, even if he did die 70 years before my arrival.
What can China give me that my soul hasn’t already given me? And if my soul can’t give it to me, how can China give it to me? For it’s with my soul that I’ll see China, if I ever see it. I could go and seek riches in the Orient, but not the riches of the soul, because I am my soul’s riches, and I am where I am…All of us are near sighted, except on the inside. Only the eyes we use for dreaming truly see.
–Fernando Pessoa. The Book of Disquiet.