Eduardo N. Cordovi

I used to think that missing Cuba was something that only happened to those who left. Today I see that’s not true. I miss my country while living in it.

Someone said—half joking, that there are already places in Cuba where many people dream of civilization rediscovering us.

I believe that as one grows older, the world shrinks considerably, becomes faster, and everything that once seemed important ceases to be so.

Everything dark, every shadow is associated with evil, with darkness itself, & though it may not be literally true, it can sure seem that way.

I can say that I have more than once been part of that informal group where we shared complaints about life…

So many times, I have asked myself the “whys” of so many things. That Saturday afternoon that felt like Friday, I asked myself…

I learned in the upper grades of elementary school that one important trait of a cultured individual is being well-informed about everything.

No doubt the planet is heating up. Look at Ukraine, Iran, Russia, Syria, Israel, Gaza, Venezuela… and there is also a lot of heat in Havana.

One morning last week – I don’t remember if it was Monday or Tuesday – I found myself near the home of an old friend.