# 38 - Sunday Morning

When I was growing up -- actually I'm still growing up, so... When I was a kid, I used to hate Sundays. Sundays meant boredom, tedium.

Now, things have changed. I like waking up on Sunday and seeing the sky through my bedroom window. I like  to turn the music quite loud and wander around my house, enjoying the smell of Sundays - because Sundays do have a special smell here in Argentina. I like to leave my house to see how other people is enjoying Sunday too.

It's a good day. A very good day, indeed.

# 36 - Barefoot in my place

I love to lose my shoes as soon as I get into my house. Freedom sometimes comes in small doses of contact with wooden floor.

# 33 - Possibilities

Even though sometimes having possibilities is quite stressing, I love to have them. It's wonderful to feel I have control over my life and that I can decide my next step.

# 25 - Barefoot in the park

I can't resist taking my shoes when I'm in a park. I love how it feels. It's an awesome sensation to feel the grass between your toes. I'm in contact with everything else.

# 24 - Hammocks

I love taking naps - or even sleep through the night - in a hammock. The sound of the hammock gently moving, that could be very irratating in other circumstances, makes me relax even more.

It is one of those ideal moments when the universe seems to be working just fine.

# 21 - Getting into bed

When it has linen - or very thick cotton - sheets.

# 13 - Neurosis

When someone says that deeply understands my neurosis and decides to share some of his/hers with me.

# 11 - Light Bulb

To have a good idea.