It’s usually when something is taken from you that you value it the most.

March 1st, 2015, 8pm

It was -2.2°C with broken clouds. The wind was calm.

In my case, I just noticed how much we take our native language by granted. The year I spent in London was not enough to make me feel this (since I was living with Portuguese flatmates), but these past weeks in New York did it. I found myself fully engaged in reading a translation of Haruki Murakami’s ‘Norwegian Wood’, mostly because it’s on my mother tongue. Finally being in a context where the words and sounds I grew up with are scarce reminded me of how beautiful Portuguese is, and how a simple book can instantly take you back to the place where you ultimately belong.

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