Curiously enough, I haven't been here for a month or so.
But after a night of heavy drinking and philosophical conversations in the middle of the street, oblivious to the not so recommendable people who were nearby us, we ended up talking and smoking by the river, as the daylight decided to progressively come forth.
When we reached that spot I saw an A4 printed sheet of paper, taped to the side of a stone bench... of all places, if you take into consideration that's where where people frequently end up after getting wasted all night long. I never thought I'd see anything related to steemit anywhere in Lisbon, let alone at that specific spot. I wonder who is the soul that posted it here.
A bell rang inside me and I decided to come back here, write something and check what the people I follow have been up to... unfortunately I couldn't login. Several days later (now), after a number of attempts, it somehow worked.
And fortunately too, because I got worried I wouldn't ever be able to login again, given the policy of not recovering passwords.
Yet, here we are. And I will keep on writing. And get the reading up to date.