If I had learned to take notes like that… I would have about three doctorates!
. Some nights enter our lives quietly and then stay with us forever—unexpected, unforgettable, and impossible not to smile about when we remember them. In my previous post, I wrote about the launch of The Art of Detachment in Madrid a couple [...]
Even though I’m holding it in my hands, I still can’t quite believe it: that so many years of work and learning have taken shape as a physical book. And the result couldn’t make me prouder—a beautiful edition, with its own cover, [...]
I start typing with an overwhelming sense of defeat. Not because the trip I’m about to describe — at the end of August — went badly, but because it feels almost impossible to put into words what I experienced there. No adjective [...]
