As it’s becoming traditional in this blog, half way through January looks like a nice time to talk about last year. It’s also my birthday soon, so it feels like a more natural end of year to me. I am still in London. A place that keeps giving me mixed feelings. I broke one of…
I disappeared in you. You disappeared from me. I gave you everything you ever wanted. It wasn’t what you wanted. So cruel, U2
Like fate, destiny, except those aren’t real. Coincidence is as close as we get, but it’s all pareidolic: seeing patterns in things that aren’t there. Faces in clouds. We look for connections because we want to see them. We want everything attached as neatly as possible. It removes the concept – the concern – of…
In every story, there is always a lighthouse, leading one towards something. Of course, a lighthouse really only exists to tell you what to avoid. I still dream, James Smythe.
Time heals all… but what if Time itself is the disease? Wings of desire, Wim Wenders
People are forgotten. Eventually no one remembers you. Hotel Silence, Auður Ava Ólafsdóttir.
The greatest enemy of knowledge is not ignorance, it is the illusion of knowledge. Stephen Hawking
Now you’re at the other end of the telescope. Seven billion stars in her eyes. So many stars. So many ways of seeing. Hey, this is no time not to be alive. Love Is All We Have Left, U2
I always wanted to live in London. Almost since I remember. Life made me delay my decision about moving. After university in Madrid I started working in video games, I got married, we had a daughter. The idea of moving to UK, particularly London, was still there, but somehow it was not a priority. Some day…