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La soledad del abrazo primitivo

Tu vacío Mi vacío Tu tristeza Mi tristeza Tu pasado  Y mi pasado Se juntan Apresuradamente Se disfrazan  De consuelo Y crecen A tu pulso Tus abrazos  Se sienten míos Tus tristezas Tus vacíos Y los míos Crecen A mi pulso Y Se ocultan Se abandonan Por presentes De nuevos vacíos Y tristezas Que crecen. © 2015 Grecia Albornoz

The voice in my head/ La voz en mi cabeza

The voice in my head Pleaded to give him space And so I did. Through the windows of my eyes I saw him leave, Just slowly… The voice in my head was right; I'm not speaking to it anymore. © 2015 Grecia Albornoz La voz en mi cabeza Rogó que le diera espacio Y así lo hice. A través de las ventanas de mis ojos Lo vi partir, Poco a poco… La voz en mi cabeza tenía razón; Ya no le hablo más. © 2015 Grecia Albornoz

Am I the only one having a dreadful time getting an MA?

  So, I was actually googling “why is it so difficult to get a master’s degree” and I couldn’t empathize with my fellow MA student bloggers I read (if not for the financial problems they had). I just can’t relate to them.  They were sad that they didn’t have enough time to socialize with friends and family, that they former classmates were already making a lot of money and progressing in their jobs while these MA students were “stuck” still studying so they didn’t have a pride-worthy topic of discussion on their dinner tables, and that their study load was too much to handle. I’m sorry, I can’t relate. I have the socio-economical-political situation in my country (Venezuela) to thank for my held back progress in life and feel bad about it; not my master’s studies; also, I’m not that much of a social person (despite being a teacher); and very few people actually require/demand my constant attention to them. My master’s is just a reflection of the world outside of it ...