Writing for fun

It´s been aaaages since I have stopped to come here to write. Just for fun. Just for sharing my thoughts. Just for getting out the skill of human writing in the AI era.

What I have noticed is that when I asked my fingers to type, my writing came out in English, despite I´m a Spaniard living in beautiful Costa del Sol. But it looks like life got too international here.

Don´t get me wrong. I love it. And I think I have been able to stay here for longer than a year because of that. But it´s true that it comes with some challenges and gifts.

And since I´m a positive person, let´s focus on the gifts first.

A year and half ago, I met the love of my life on a sunny December beach day at the beach. I was initially planning to go to the gym, but it was such a good day, that I decided to exchange the 4 inside walls for a yoga mat outside. And the Universe thanked me by putting in a path a beautiful half kurdish-half swedish man that have stayed closed by me ever since 💖

And a few months after, another relationship started. Not romantic, but professional. After 6 years of freelancing and working remote, I decided to get a job in a fintech startup that looked ¨cool¨(actually the product is, but the company is not a match).

I idealized the idea of working for a kinda recognized brand, and put myself again into something that I swore so many times that I wouldn´t do in my life again: a 40hour a week job. Well actually more and worse than 40 hours if we count the comute time to the office.

I used to think: oh it will be so cool to have colleagues again and go to the city.

Hell no. I completely overvalue the co-working and socializing experience.

Freedom and work-life balance is way more important.

But again, I felt suffocated in the comfort of a stable monthly paycheck. These fearful thoughts on, what if... I don´t make it? I don´t find clients and then I never find another job and will have to live under a bridge?

Under the bridge downtown, Forgot about my love.
Under the bridge downtown, I gave my life awaayyy, ayy, ay.
(Under the brige, by Red Hot Chili Peppers lyrics. You´re supposed to sign the song in your mind when you read it, in case you missed it 😉)

Well, it didn´t work that bad for Anthony Kiedis. So what about being brave another more time and go for my dreams?

Es hora de liberar al pájaro 🐦