Lina Maria Giraldo's Blog

The fire of the lamp burns my tired eyes
The plastic sound of the screen weighs in my ears
The window fighting against the wind
The trees dancing on the far away

My back is vanishing as sand that has been touched
My eyes dimming as the time passes
The tsunami of emails drowns me
Time doesn’t’ work when the terminal is on
My hard drive looks at me with inquisitives eyes
It’s time to stop

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Every day is one more day, one more baby, one more car, one more house, one more bottle. I’m a human I live in NYC and I’m always in a rush. I try to recycle and I used to have compost bin… Almost every day, I’ll buy something, could be lunch, water, coffee…. can’t live without coffee. All great and delicious, but every moment that goes by, is one more piece for the puzzle. Our shadow of consumption just helps the mountain grow. Around me are people walking like robots connected through their cell phones. They always go and eat outside because there is not time to stop or cook. They stop every second for a coffee because there is no energy anymore. Empty bottles, cups, plastic container just become one more layer of the noisiness of this unfriendly city.