Fortunately, he speaks some English. But he’s skeptical. Eventually he comes to the front door of the building and opens it. I hesitate to enter, noticing he’s got a stick behind his back, sharpened at one end.
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Heard an old school teacher of mine on a podcast a few months ago, talking about how he got strong. Simple really: every time he went to the bathroom, he did twenty push ups.
Cork, Dubai, Bangkok, Cusco, New Orleans, Amsterdam, Porto… and now Toledo. Where I spent my last eight birthdays.
For my monthly challenge I was going to quit writing these Momentos, see how that felt. But I already know the answer: not good.
We’re all still the boys and girls we once were, somewhere deep inside, scared of the same things, laughing at the same jokes.
Considering quitting these Momentos. The end of February will mark five years, never missed a day. I need to free up some time and energy if I want to achieve bigger goals I’ve set for myself. Might be time to kill this darling.