Papi me dijo “Yo quería hacer un doctorado en energía, pero las condiciones no me lo permitieron”
Yo le dije “hey, pero yo estoy haciendo el mismo phD con tu mismo nombre, así que todo bien”
Y sonrió. Y le brillaron los ojos.
Me encanta cómo el Mundial ayuda a recordarte las distintas etapas de tu vida. Dónde estabas, con quién lo veías y hasta cómo era el mundo en ese momento. Nostalgia pura.
My "Roman Empire is the realization that my life is a lottery win. Somewhere in Sudan, Pålestine, iran, Afghanistan, Iraq or Congo, there is a boy smarter than me. He is more disciplined, more resilient, and holds more potential in his single finger than I do in my entire career.
The only difference? I am siting in a train and he is sting in the rubble of his dreams.
My "bad days" are his wildest dreams.
My "burnout" is a luxury he can't afford because his only job is staying alive.
It's geographical luck and it's a haunting injustice that we all refuse to acknowledge and look away