Chronist Licínia Quitério reflects on the concept of vacation, addressing the multiple perspectives with which this idea appears in people's lives: before, during, and after them. The text emerges as a personal reflection upon returning from the month of August, a time traditionally associated with rest.
The month of August brought with it a series of serious events: climate tragedies, political missteps, social miseries, wars, and deaths. The author warns about the growing misunderstanding between the Planet and Humanity, pointing to the abuse of natural resources, inequality in distribution, indifference to science, and boundless greed as causes of the collapse of the balance of the elements of Nature.
The chronist harshly criticizes the effects of CO2 and the melting of the polar ice caps, questioning the continuation of oil extraction. She also denounces the denialists who settle into power, describing them as ridiculous, ignorant, and monstrous beings who plague the air.
Licínia Quitério confesses she has not had a vacation or, being retired, is always or never on vacation. She returns from herself sad and angry, expressing little sympathy for Humanity, although she still trusts in its goodness and intelligence, for she knows no other Earth or other people. Licínia Quitério, from Mafra, is a poet and writer born in 1940.
