The day began with heavy rain.
Alexandra Coimbra, Sociedade Portuguesa de Psicanálise The day began with heavy rain. It was a real winter's day. I had better get going, as the traffic would be hellish. I took a quick shower, drank a coffee, ate something and headed for the car. I turned on Waze, it would take 45 minutes to get there, not too bad! I liked being in the car on days like this, warm, listening to music, with the rain and wind outside. Huh! What was going on? There was more traffic than usual in that area, I started to get impatient, the time on Waze increased, another ten minutes. I was still cosy, the music was playing, but my impatience was growing. What was that? At the top of the bridge, a police car was parked, they were diverting traffic, it was impossible to continue, they had cut off the road. The noise of the windscreen wipers accompanied my irritation. If the road was closed, why didn't they warn us at the beginning of the straight? Unbelievable!!! I turned where they told me to and thought, there's still time, thank goodness I left early. I thought about the person I would see in a little while at the office as I followed an alternative route. Waze had now increased the arrival time by another fifteen minutes, but I would still make it. I calmed down a little. A few more minutes and the traffic increased again. What now? I thought. No, it can't be. They've closed this road too, but what's going on, how am I going to get to the office? I turned off Waze in irritation because it was sending me back to the closed road. I took a deep breath and thought, how am I going to get to Chiado? I thought of an alternative route and off I went. It was now more than obvious that I wouldn't make it on time. I called the person and told them that something unexpected had happened, with several roads closed, and I heard on the other end: ‘Ah, it must be the transfer of Eça de Queirós to the Pantheon.’ And it was. Alexandre Castro e Silva, Sociedade Portuguesa de Psicanálise The day began with a heavy rain…, and when night fell, the moon was already in the sky. And then Day said to the Night: - Look, Night, I don't know how you feel, but I've been wet all day waiting for you. - Wow Day! You were thinking about me, you scoundrel! - Of course I was! I thought about your darkness and the privacy I only find within you."
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