November 1, 2004

singin' in the rain

There is a maxim in Portuguese that goes “Quem canta seus males espanta”, which means something like if you sing, your troubles will go away. In my case, as a musical deaf someone who never could sing or play any instrument, my relief comes from writing. These past couples of days have been rather gloomy and strange, after a vivacious and active week in the company of my two nieces and my sister-in-law. After they left, I felt sad and empty as hardly ever happens. I’ve learned how to preserve myself from these emotional fallings down. However, this time it hit me hard and left me on the land of dry irritation, exposed sadness and lakes of tears. How do I manage to come back to normal? I write like a maniac and I drown all my feelings in water. I swim for hours and I take as many showers as I need to be able to wash all these awful feelings away. And in the pool and shower I write. Not as I normally do, using only one finger to type fast on my computer keyboard, but instead, using blocked transcripts in black and write without characters to form stories in my mind. After getting out of the pool or shower is time to run and write everything down on paper or on the computer screen. It helps me at lot, and if this isn’t therapeutic what else can be?