The older I get, the more I understand why people disappear into gardening, baking, reading, and long walks. Not because life got boring. Because peace became valuable.
No le creen a Eva Ferrer.
No le creen a Angy Rodríguez.
No le creen a Nicolás Petro.
No le creen a Leyva.
No le creen a la Fiscalía.
No le creen a la OFAC.
Solo le creen a su drogadicto líder.
Si, son una secta…
Yesterday I watched “Soul” to remind myself that maybe the purpose of life isn’t always finding some big purpose. It’s simply being present enough to enjoy being alive.