It´s pouring cats and dogs outside here in Llano Grande, as it does every day for about 2 hours during this time of year in Oaxaca. The door to my cabaña is wide open to let in the sound and the fresh air of the rain. There´s a fire glowing in the fireplace. The tranquility of this afternoon is surreal.
I have food, a source of warmth, a comfortable bed to sleep in, a book to read and a book to write in, and some of the freshest air I´ve ever breathed. I am simply living. The only sound comes from the rain, and other than maintaining the fire and reading my Laberinto de Soledad, I have no worries.
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