We feel better once we're shot of it. It leaves us refreshed, with more space for new growth, where we can breathe.
I chatted with a translator colleague my age via the Facebook chat box earlier this week, and was most amused to read our previous conversation about three months prior. For among incredibly witty, self-deprecating remarks about the dubious delights of menopause, there were a couple of remarks about translation. I was wondering why a lot... Continue Reading →