The fright on Tonelero St was very useful. When we are dominated by anxiety, we can´t appreciate the little moments of daily life.
Seated on a bench on Ipanema Beach , I looked at the sea and the people who were getting tanned. A six year old boy was building a sand castle. The castle had lots of rooms and it was so elaborated that it even had a bridge that the boy made using a piece of popsicle stick. He was so proud of his work that he tried to call his mom countless times. Unfortunately his mom was too busy drinking a beer and smearing a suspect mixture to make her legs hair lighter.
He didn´t give up and looked to everybody so who knows, he could share his enthusiasm with someone else. Then, he saw me. He looked at me with attention, maybe to be sure that I was really looking at him. He smiled, as if saying: “I did it!” I smiled back and said to him: “I would love to live in this castle!”
Small things, great moments!!!
