
I just got back from the worst hours of my life, reliving a trauma unnecessarily. It was a completely chaotic and stressful few hours. Yesterday morning we woke up and it was going to be a perfectly normal day. I had my plans for the day and was even going to draw, but at 9 AM the power went out in the whole house. At that moment I thought it was an electrical problem affecting the entire area, since it's something that happens very often in this country.

But hours passed and the power didn't come back on, and suddenly I opened the kitchen window and heard a noise similar to an elevator, which seemed strange to me… If there's no power, how does the elevator work? We went to check and sure enough, everyone had power except us.

It was very strange since we had no outstanding debts; in short, there was no reason for them to cut off our electricity. Thanks to some neighbors, I found out that yesterday the electric company workers were cutting off service to those who were behind on their payments, but I still don't understand why they cut off our power when we had absolutely no debt. Nobody could explain it, and my stress was steadily increasing.

And despite the bad situation, we were able to keep our phones charged and have internet service thanks to our neighbor who offered to help us by sharing her electricity with us through an extension cord. Her gesture was truly kind and touching; at least there are still kind-hearted people out there.


But it was quite complicated, as this whole situation delayed us with work and household chores, not to mention that I had to give my frozen food to my father-in-law to store for me since it was thawing in the freezer and would probably spoil. Yesterday, to pass the time, we went to our favorite ice cream shop for a while and had milkshakes with bread. We got home and managed to plug the TV into the electricity our neighbor lent us, and luckily that helped us kill some of the boredom. But honestly, I was really worried that our power wouldn't be back on until Monday or Tuesday.

The power came back on today, but not because they realized their mistake. It was because my father-in-law had to beg them to turn it back on, and I mean beg because he had to make up a life-or-death story to get our electricity restored. The services in this country are a disgrace.

And what was most unsettling for me was reliving those days of the nationwide blackout, incredibly distressing, and this time it was just us. It was truly bizarre. Even Tommy was deep in thought about everything we went through.
Ecuanimidad, paciencia y mente positiva aunque el mundo se esté cayendo. Siento tu experiencia porque la vivo todos los días, incluyendo los malos servicios. También me golpea el deseos de crear y éstos sean cortados por factores externos que todos conocemos pero no tenemos la solución. Por vivir en gobiernos hermanos de miseria general, mi sugerencia es no dejar que te eclipsen el día y por eso, tu arte será la luz y esperanza en momentos "oscuros" e inexplicables como todo lo que sucede en nuestros excepcionales pueblos. Nuevamente, mente positiva, ecuanimidad y mucho arte. El arte relaja, libera, cura, alibia y nos ilumina a todos. Saludos desde Cuba. Ten un buen domingo 🎨🙏
Equanimity, patience, and a positive mind even when the world seems to be falling apart. I feel your experience because I live it every day, including poor services. I too am struck by the desire to create, only to have it cut short by external factors we all know but cannot solve. Living under governments that are brothers in general misery, my suggestion is not to let them eclipse your day, and for that reason, your art will be the light and hope in “dark” and inexplicable moments, like everything that happens in our exceptional peoples. Once again, a positive mind, equanimity and plenty of art. Art relaxes, liberates, heals, eases, and illuminates us all. Greetings from Cuba. Have a good Sunday 🎨🙏