Cold found its way to São Paulo. Can’t remember the last time we had a proper winter, so this feels very good. And you know what is better than  lovely cold weather? To be anonymous. I can write all those personal impressions without being judged by that (fingers crossed that I never get famous, at least not while I’m still alive, otherwise I would get really screwed).

Of course what I write can and will be used against me in court, but the bright side is me making my own therapy. I got over the “friendship breakup” with my favourite person on the planet, I can amuse all of you with the tragedies of my life. Writing made me accept the fact that some people only come to our lives to be there briefly, it doesn’t matter the fact that they implemented a big change in your habits because it’s not written in the stars that you were supposed to find each other.

Sure, I’m a polyglot now. I add nuts and cheese to my salad, and used to make homemade focaccia until a street rat destroyed my oven. But the thing is, I used to regret so much watching that bloody potato movie in 2019, and yet, because of all that unfolded since that day, I got to grow up and see the world outside the lens of Brazil and have in my life uncountable things that make me happy.

I was reliving the worst mistakes I made 20 years ago, and was suffering because maybe I don’t get to live as much as you guys. But I am alive today. Working, eating delicious food, and (hopefully) watching the three seasons of Lethal Weapon, starting on June 14 (Brazil’s Prime Video is bringing the show to their catalog).

I also have a list of Italian movies to watch. They are from last year’s Italian Movie Festival. There is a new one happening at the end of the month, I’m going to try to watch them in the theatre, but even if I don't it is a good thing to have their names, this way I’ll have something Italian to immerse into instead of the other thing I had in mind.

Anne Rios