Nonardo Perea Diary

I was thinking about the inevitable passage of time and, after a very simple calculation, concluded I would turn 50 in 10 years. In 20, if I haven’t died of a heart attack (the main cause of death among men in Cuba), I will have turned 60 and become, as they say, a senior citizen.

Today, I sat down to think about all of the people I have met in the course of my life in one way or another, people who are no longer around – not because they’ve left the country (there’s plenty of those), but because they’re now pushing up daisies.

I almost never browse through these kinds of pages, but, in view of the chaotic condition my ten-year-old computer is in at the moment, I decided to take a look to see how much money I would need to get my hands on a laptop in better shape.

The film, which tackles a highly interesting social problem we face today, makes us think and realize that stories like its plot are becoming more and more common in our society and that we often do not want to put such topics on the table.

We’re off to get this week’s TV show package! “Oh, the joy,” many of my neighbors exclaim. USB drives have proven immensely useful from the time we’ve been able to afford them, as a means of storing or exchanging information, documents and videos of every sort.

While doing my shopping this past Sunday in the Marianao plaza, I was witness to a small police operative. Right where I was standing, they detained one of the many who day by day dedicates their efforts to reselling good sold at state establishements.

I used to buy magazines and newspapers regularly. I speak in the past tense because, since a few months ago, it is no longer so easy for me to buy the periodicals I used to read to keep abreast of developments in culture and become informed about events of significance.