Lazy Letter

Lazy Letter: Going Nowhere

We took the morning bus. We were waiting at the bus stop by the bakery at nine o'clock. Teyo bought a pastry for herself, it had a jam filling. I didn't get anything, I just drank water; I can't have breakfast even if I wanted

Lazy Letter: Downtown

I have the fanciest bedroom here, you should come and see. Living in this bedroom makes me feel like I'm the queen or something. They say it's a seventeen-century house. Murals and window frames, the way each owner of the house has added some type

Lazy Letter: Very sweet sweets

It was only a day trip. We decided to visit there because we were curious, and that there's not much to do in our small town. It is nearby, it could be the closest city. We took the nine o'clock bus, we checked the bus schedule

Lazy Letter: Window Seat

I am on my way to the other town in the south. The first few moments of arrival would always be stressful. I always ask myself what if I don't like it, or if I couldn't enjoy it, which is all nonsense; every trip is

Lazy Letter: What Time Is It With You?!

They said it's the land of good wine, and I can now understand how; wine is everywhere. It keeps you company with every meal, lunch, dinner, even breakfast if you feel like it. And I'm absolutely amazed by the melody of the church. Life becomes

Lazy Letter: Sheep in the Factory

I took a walk around the village the other day, just to see what goes on around. Not so much, apparently. They say a lot of birds died in the fire, and their forest is black now, their home. Just like the seagulls who died

Lazy Letter: Mister President

Luís took us out last night. He stopped by at our studios' earlier during the day, and I asked him how we could meet up with the locals, or where to hang out, or what's more to do in this small town. He offered to

Lazy Letter: Snowing Ash

It was still dark when I finally woke up. I didn't sleep well throughout the night, woke up with every little sound. We had to sleep at the volunteers' house since we decided it was safer for the night. We have no car at the

Lazy Letter: On My Way There

The airport is lonely. Every part and every corner of it. How many flights can they hold at the same time?! I mean, even if they were fully loaded with many flights from all around the globe, this place would still be lonely. I should've taken

Lazy Letter: To September

I uncomfortably sat in the corner of the couch which was chewed up by an animal from the sides. I already knew that he keeps pets and he fights for animal rights, but what kind of animal would he bring home to destroy a couch