I feel that the last three years have been a cycle of falling down and getting up again for me.
There have been periods that I felt unfathomably miserable, like a worthless piece of scrap hidden under a ton of other scraps in a random area of the junkyard.
Those are the periods that I feel like I have not done anything with my life and I am doomed to live a life of mediocrity with no purpose and no meaning.
And then the good angel kicks the doors of my mind wide open.
Continue reading Falling down and getting up again
Ascending up the cliffs of Ancient Courion, passing the Holy Sanctuary of Apollo and then taking a left into uncharted territory you reach the ancient natural port of Zapallo. Continue reading A hike down to Zapallo Bay, the ancient natural port
There are many things that can make a person unleash their inner creativity and be more productive.
Mine have always been rainstorms and thunderstorms. With every drop of rain splashing on the ceiling and reaching my ears a new word finds its place on a sheet of paper. Continue reading Rainstorms and a cup of coffee