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Jan 17 2012

Morning Glory

Am I the only one who thinks that it is too early in the morning for some things?…

A few days ago, I decided to attend a dance class that was scheduled for 8.30 in the morning. I woke up just after 8, got dressed quickly, and rushed to the school as fast as I could. Not having had anything for breakfast and being almost half asleep still, I just stood in a corner, as everyone slowly gathered and cheerfully exchanged hellos. As we began warming up, the woman in front of me gradually caught my attention. Bleached hair, loads of jewellery hanging from every part of her body, covered in thick make-up, she started touching herself in strange places, repeating every now and again “bellissimo”, in a deep, sexy voice. I turned and looked at the others, unsure of what was happening. Of course nobody was even looking, nobody thought that this was strange, and once again I was alone in this.

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Oct 21 2011

Deadly Disease

“There’s only one fatal disease, I’ve concluded.  It’s called hypochondria. And it is deadly”. Keith Richards

I was writing in my flat the other day, enjoying the beautiful warm sun shining through my big windows, listening to Neil Diamond, finally seeing a potential good day ahead of me, when the phone rang. “Hey grandma, how are you”? She exhaled. “Angeliki, be honest with me… Are you drinking enough pomegranate juice”? I held back from sharing all my thoughts with her. “No, grandma. I really am not”. It turned out I should have lied. “Angeliki, listen to me. This is not a joke. This is not something to write on your blog about. This is your health, this is your body. Do you know what I heard? I found out that pomegranate juice saves you from breast cancer, prostate cancer –“. “I think I’m safe in that area grandma”… “It protects the bones, the teeth, the heart. Do you know that if you drink two glasses of pomegranate juice a day you have 50% less chances of having a heart attack”? “Grandma, why would I ever have a heart attack? I’m 29 years old, I don’t smoke, I don’t drink, I don’t drink coffee –” She immediately went crazy. “Yes Angeliki, but you don’t drink pomegranate juice either”! I sighed. “No, that’s true. I don’t”. “And I can’t help but worry”… I left her for a few seconds to calm down. “In any case, I went to the supermarket today and bought a few kilos of them. You see, I haven’t given up on myself completely”. “Ok, grandma”… “I don’t like playing around with my health, you see”…

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Aug 12 2011

The Munsters

What I find interesting is that the majority of people are afraid of being alone and feel safe when staying close to their families, but at the same time they become needier and more insecure after spending time with relatives and strong and comfortable when they stay away from them for extended periods of time. So, what exactly is it that makes people feel safe around relatives in the first place? And at what point does this change and we move onto the dangerous side? When do families switch from comforting and warm, to intimidating and spooky?

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Jun 22 2011

Don’t call me baby

How on earth did we find ourselves here again? Don’t we ever learn?…

This morning I had to find it in me to attend a friend’s piano performance. Not wanting to leave my cool flat and expose myself to this unbearable heat, I wore my lightest dress, put on my sunglasses to hide my miserable and bored-of-life face, and left the house together with my one and only friend: My big bottle of ice-cold water. When I arrived there, I did my best to act like there was nowhere else I wanted to be: ‘Hey, Christian!’, I said enthusiastically as I approached my friend. He immediately stopped me from hugging him using his hand, and smiled to the people around, awkwardly. ‘Hi, hi, good to see you made it. Listen, don’t start going around introducing yourself to people, hugging them, kissing them etc, ok? This is a serious music recital, these people are not here to join your comedy club, this not something to laugh about, this is art, ok’?

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Jun 14 2011

Faith no more

If a person has reached a certain age (anything older than five), then you should be able to trust that some things can go without saying. Right?

A few weeks now in Athens, a few weeks around the family, and we’re back to square one. ‘I’ll quickly park the car here and pop out to get a coffee’, my aunt said this morning, as she pulled over. Being really warm in the car, I asked her whether it would be ok if I got off for a while to get some fresh air. ‘I’ll go and sit under that tree in the shade until you come back; it’s way too hot in here’. She looked at me puzzled. ‘Yeah, fine, but you need to close the door behind you when you do’. I thought about it for a few seconds, trying to find the secret meaning of that phrase, but there wasn’t one. ‘Yes of course I will, it goes without saying’. She shook her head, a bit unsure. ‘I don’t know’… ‘What don’t you know? That I can think as far as closing the door and locking it behind me, when I leave the car’? She got off and walked away: ‘I’ve seen a lot in my life, I don’t know what to expect anymore’…

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May 23 2011

The show must go on

If you have already decided on what you’re doing, then why are you asking me?

When I woke up this morning, I got a phone call from a friend I was supposed to meet in Athens later next week. ‘Hey, when are you coming’? Having discussed this a million times, I kinda thought we had established it, but obviously not quite. ‘Next week, didn’t we say? Next Saturday I’ll be there’. He paused, trying to see how he would say this. ‘Oh… Ok’… ‘Why? Is there a problem’? ‘No, not at all… It’s just that my friends suggested going away for a few days… To an island or something’. I immediately knew where this was going. ‘Ok then, do you want to go, and see each other when you come back’? He rushed to save it. ‘No, no way. I would only go if you were coming later, and I could combine both. I would much rather spend time with you’… Since he sounded the opposite of convincing, I had to double-check. ‘Are you sure? Because I wouldn’t have a problem with seeing my family first and then getting together to do something just a few days later’. He thought about it for a few seconds. ‘Ok! Sounds cool. I’ll see you in two weeks then’! ‘So when are you leaving?’, I asked. ‘Tonight! I’ve already packed my things, the guys are coming to pick me up any minute now, so I have to go, bye’!

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Apr 27 2011

Oral fixation

Why is it that every time you lend someone your pen, you get it back half-eaten?

This morning I went to an art exhibition with a friend. We wandered around the different rooms and studied the paintings, chatted amongst ourselves and then ended up in the gallery’s gift shop browsing through the books, the postcards, and the merchandise. My friend decided he’d buy the exhibition book, and he paid for it using his card. When he was given a copy of the receipt back to sign, he took out his pen and wrote his name at the bottom of the slip. ‘Wow, your pen looks like it’s been through quite the ordeal…’, I commented, noticing his half-destroyed pen. He nodded, not wanting to talk about it. ‘Yeah, I know… I had just bought it, brand new, expensive pen, and a guy from my course asked to borrow it for an exam one morning. When I got it back two hours later, it was like this. He had eaten the whole back of it’! I shook my head, really annoyed by that story. ‘Please tell me you killed him’… He gave me a bitter smile. ‘No… For some reason I felt like I didn’t have the right to say anything. Even when I commented on it to my girlfriend, she said that I was exaggerating, and that these were small things, that I shouldn’t let bother me’.

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Apr 26 2011

It’s not you… It’s Saturn.

I accepted today that there may be intelligent life on other planets. Just not on this one.

This morning I sat at a bench to read my Louis Theroux book, but soon I found myself lost in the conversation of two women sitting nearby. ‘It’s Saturn. Everybody’s going through a rough time right now because of Saturn… Just hang in there’, said the one woman, trying to encourage the other one as much as possible. ‘Yeah, I guess… And I’m a Cancer… A water sign. You know how uncomfortable Saturn is in the water’, her friend said, and they both sat silent for a while, just nodding to themselves. ‘Ah… Only if you were a Pisces would you have it any worse’… ‘I don’t even want to think of how complicated my life would be right now if I were a Pisces’. They both agreed that there were a lot worse things happening out there. Her friend exhaled and touched her knee, letting her know that everything was going to be ok, even with Saturn uncomfortable in her water. ‘You’re healthy and that’s what matters. Now, everything else is going to be fine, just be patient and wait for Venus to come and fix everything in a couple of months’.

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Apr 23 2011

The kids are alright

Is it me, or are kids way more interesting than adults? And this is coming from someone who hates them…

This afternoon we were walking around town with Theo, talking about this and that, everything that would catch our attention. At some point, our paths crossed with a six-year-old boy and his grandfather. ‘Today I saw the biggest mushroom, ever!’, the boy said with a great deal of enthusiasm. His grandfather, unimpressed, checked whether the street was free for them to cross, and then tried to humour him: ‘Really? How big’? The kids’ eyes, wide open, focused on the old man: ‘Huge’!

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Apr 20 2011

Side by side — Year by year

I hate to be a mood spoiler once again, but I don’t think you should be celebrating your two-year anniversary today. Mainly because you have barely spent ten minutes with each other these past two years…

Today I got an e-mail from a friend, inviting me to a party this Saturday, for her and her boyfriend’s one year anniversary. It made me think of how fast time was passing, since it seemed to me like yesterday when she had called to tell me they were going out on their first date. Happy for her, but also feeling a bit bad that I had actually never met the guy before, I sent her back a reply, where I was reminding her that: ‘Has it been a year already? Wow… Time flies I guess. You know, I haven’t even met your boyfriend! I’m going to see him for the first time this Saturday… But I’ll be there, thanks for inviting me’. She sent me another e-mail a couple of minutes later. ‘Haha, I know, but don’t worry, I haven’t seen him much more than you, to be honest. He was in India for nine months, and he just got back last week. We dated for a couple of months and then he left. But we kept in touch through e-mails all this time. You know how difficult communication can be when one’s in another country, but we made sure we contacted each other at least once a month’.

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