The wicked comfort of living by the rules
It has been a long while since I last wrote here precisely because, as I mentioned in the past , life in general is full of chaos and complexity and mine is not different. My new position has demanded of me both more time and more attention, which has repeatedly left me drained of any creative juices that could get me writing. There have been a number of occasions when I was piqued by an idea, but failed to gather enough strength to sit down to write. Luckily, today I have had a favorable moment and I will be able to put some words together. The occasion was a discussion I had with my friend Pavel a couple of days ago about an intern that he has been suffering for two long weeks. The intern in questions is a very dedicated young woman, but by Pavel's account she constantly emanates an pungent body odor that permeates the working spaces that she inhabits and persists long after she is gone. Being summertime and with the reliability that one can expect from decades-old air conditioni...
