Post-it
Post-it
- two freddo espressos
- 5 orange juices
- one double cappuccino
- water
- two lattes without sugar
An active life. With every calendar slot filled. Sundays presumably need the most attention. Many free slots. Beware of the void!
A nice day spent with friends. Afternoon under an abandoned building by the sea. Everything in this corner of the earth seems to be in the process of abandonment, but this place has already achieved it. A wooden bench serves as the table where foods in Tupperware are placed. Sausages and perfectly crafted meatballs, cheesepie, sandwiches, a bottle of wine, some beers and plastic glasses waiting to be filled.
The sun slowly moves in the opposite direction—sunset is coming. Kids are running. Some are climbing, others are role-playing; they seem happy.
Just before we left a place of significant importance—the most notorious military camp in Greece that operated as a place of confinement for anyone on the left, mainly during the period of the Greek Civil War. The historical guided tour wove poems and stories into the fabric of the island as we walked between landmarks. The next morning I read the following excerpt from Byung-Chul Han’s “The Burnout Society”:
“Burnout, which often precedes depression, does not point to a sovereign individual who has come to lack the power to be the “master of himself.” Rather, burnout represents the pathological consequence of voluntary self-exploitation.”
I need a coffee and to throw away this Post-it.