On April 10, three US left-wing groups occupied the Embassy of Venezuela in DC
A meditation on the price of opportunity
Today I felt it when I saw the snow.
I hadn’t left the apartment in two days and had been watching television and aimlessly browsing the Internet, procrastinating and avoiding the cold. I turns out that I avoided it so well that for a couple of moments I forgot about how cold it is out there. And I forgot about the snow. But then I looked out the window and saw that “landscape” of pure concrete and white and I felt it… my phantom pain. My new life companion. …