Yesterday I had a day completely devoted to the margin, since I got out of the things to do and focused on opening spaces for the time we all occupy, because we must be clear: relationships happen in the margins.
If our life were a page, it would probably be one with so much to do that the letters and words of the to-dos would be invading everywhere and to the limits, with no margin for anything else. We who defend design and air in one piece, forget that our lives require air and margins in order to avoid the saturation that dulls, deafens, blinds and eliminates all space to relate to each other.
Today, with a day full of conferences at the Ojo de Iberoamérica, I took the time to rest, go for a wonderful 12 Kms run in the Ecological Reserve of Puerto Madero, and go to see a friend in his own field.
It was also a day to
