my eyelids seems to be made of lead, I can’t keep a straight head, it’s going down, the gravitational force of my pillow is too strong, and I don’t have any will anymore, to keep my conscious awake. Just

Just one step more.. I can’t take it anymore, Just one more step I need to do, I clench my teeth, my heart is beating fast, I wonder how long my legs will last. There’s sweat dripping on my face, Just

I feel old, with each day, that goes away, another white hair it’s added to the collection around my temples. I feel old, and time doesn’t seem to stop. I clench my fist trying to stop the sand, but it

man, I haven't written anything in such a long time... sigh... I am lazy? My friends, if would tell you that I plan in 14 days to run a semi marathon ( 21 km) without, almost, any training how would you

In every situation we partake, we bring our own contribution. It doesn't matter if that event is a positive or negative one. It could be a conflict or a joyful one. You have to realise your own contribution

I’m often been told that I’m too calm. I never get mad. Corporate work is a very stressful environment. Hard deadlines, multiple teams, working with people around the world. At some point you reach the

The month of March is really interesting. In the last two years March has been the month that changed the year for me. Two years ago, in 2016, I moved to live alone in a one room apartment. I live by myself

I never thought that I'll see it happen. I expected it, because the signs were there, but didn't really wanted to believe it. But it happened. After a few terrible weeks, where I tried various tricks to

Have you ever felt at the same time at your worst and best? I'm feeling this right now. Worst, because I have a damn cold that is making me feel like I'm in hell. And best, because for the first time in

I just had a random piece of thought this morning. How much is too much work? After what criteria do we judge this? When we say that we work hard, what do we take into consideration? I mean, we always

the days are long, so long that seems there's always more than only one, and at the end of each always I think I'm done. I close my eyes, a breather for a sec', just to start once again, like a restless

Lately, I haven't been writing like I've been used to. The amount of extra activities that popped up in my life has taken their toll. It's hard to write when you're running all over the place to do this

a coffee and a croissant, that’s how we would start the day, on a small bistro on Champs Elysee, and then we would walk, holding hands, getting lost into the sea of people, and a labyrinth of streets until

the wind is blowing in my face, the sun is playing hide and seek between the clouds, I see the memories of past, hiding between wine cups. I rise a cup, taste of bitter-sweet is in my mouth, the wine and

Back in December, I was talking with my brother on Facebook. Suddenly, I tell him: Dude, I wanna make you a visit. His reply was Come. I took that day a ticket to Paris and my visit was set. My brother

Spring is the time when nature is reborn. When new life is inserted into the world. Trees are getting a new clothes, the flowers are starting to bloom and the birds to sing. well, that would happen if

It's been two months since I made the last episode. A lot of things have been going on my life since then and my schedule has become more and more complicated. But this podcast is one of my main projects

when I look in your eyes, I can see the whole world reflecting back to me. your gaze is so beautiful that it gives me shivers. I feel so lucky that I can wake up and see them every morning. every worry

I need a reason to smile, Hope is locked in a box today, my wings are broken by the wind, and tears are in the way. I need a reason to smile, I have too many things to do, so give me one, I dare you, or

I feel like haven't written something in ages. It was a time when I was writing everyday, but now I can barely have time to set at my desk and do some writing. So I've decided to make a little series,