Today, as I was returning from my daily routine of doing—as always—everything possible and necessary to bring food home, and with the repairs I’m currently dealing with and having to leave my house, I’m still looking for a job and a way to generate an income.

It’s practically unbelievable to realize that here on the blockchain, by earning or generating one dollar a day, I’m making much more than what I’m earning out on the street, considering that daily living costs approximately 10 to cover the basics.

With the mind on that i found this;

An old Graffiti.

Okay, I’ve been doing graffiti for over 10 years. I hope no hardcore graffiti fans come along trying to lecture me about the underground scene and “real” graffiti, claiming this isn’t “real” graffiti—because I already know that: it’s just some simple letters drawn with a marker on a table.

To the point: It’s not about whether this is graffiti or not. The point is that it’s been quite a while since I drew that here, and today, as I was walking by with so many worries on my mind—amid intense heat and a light rain—it’s sometimes incredible to see how the weather works, since it can be raining at exactly 3:00 p.m. and then, one minute later, the sky is clear and blue with a few n white clouds and a very bright sun—only to have it start drizzling again at 3:05.

Because of these crazy weather changes, I decided to sit on the little bench and wait for the rain to pass—it was sunny and intensely hot, but at the same time it was raining. And as you may have read in previous posts, my shoes are worn out, and walking with wet feet and water seeping between your toes is pretty uncomfortable, especially when you have to walk for a long time. The point is, I found this drawing that was made quite a while ago and the only thing it makes me think about is how few people have been passing through this place lately. As usual, before school starts, kids pass through these areas—since this is a park—they hang out, drink soda, eat sandwiches—the usual things teenagers do after school. But it also makes me wonder about the kind of society we’re becoming. I remember my own time, many years ago, when I used to leave high school with my friends, we’d pool our money and buy a cheese roll and a Malta; we’d share a small piece of bread with a small glass of Malta for each of us, and that was so much fun and entertaining. But nowadays, all of that has turned into something else—cell phones, technology, and social media.

Sometimes I think that we—the generation that valued the outdoors and freedom itself—were the last generation before the 2000s.

This drawing was done with a marker on concrete using a linear technique. And if we really think about it, there isn’t much art to speak of other than the style of the letters and the fluidity with which it was done. I remember doing this on one of those meditative nights when I go for a walk and end up in this place, which is incredibly secluded.

And as I said before, I find it pretty incredible that it’s still intact right here in this very spot.

• It’s worth noting that this entire text was written in Spanish and translated into English using the DeepL app.