September 2. Eraser.
A rich breakfast fills my stomach and after that the day only gets poorer. No need to write about it. At night I feel lighter, finding the spot on the rocks near the Acropolis where my feet had stood eight years ago, in a different era it seems to me, and that feeling of grasping ...
September 1. My Olive tree nights.
And thus september begins on a Greek island. No stories are created here, it is only to forget and to leave behind why I am here. Successfully. A new fresh injection of lonelyness from an almost clean syringe nothing to worry about and absorbed swiftly by my warm blood. Does not our goals appear so ...
August 29. Young woman and the sea.
A short retreat is what I need. I am working on a perfect spot. A Greek island, the quietest of the Sporades, and I hope to catch up with my writing. It's just a feeling of being "on schedule" and I won't bother you with it. If there is something interesting to say I'll say ...
August 28. The young sailor boy.
And the blue water around the island rippled and glistened and sighed with her low gulping voice. The hot afternoon sun draws sharp shadows of the telephone lines under the balcony. A future threw a shadow back upon this moment, a future envisioned and hold dear. But the moment is now and that future far ...
August 26. Serrated toothbrush.

I look in the mirror today and know that I will prevail. The young man, unshaved, that is looking at me with his gentle smile, he'll find his way. And I make a deal with him: as he finds his way I'll find him. He won't escape me much longer, I noticed lately that ...
August 27. Calmness.
We inspire each other. At five am we get up and take a taxi first, then a bus, then a highspeed ferry that takes us to an island by surprise. What a power is in the water spouting in the wake of the vessel, the visible effect of the mighty blades' whirl. I observe this ...
August 25. Owl to Athens.
On the road again. You know I have a tendency to overdo things, and so when I say I am flying to a place where it is hot I really mean it - I fly to Athens, where wildfires sadly devour large areas and have reached suburbs. Prime minister Karamanlis has declared the state of ...