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For Life
Last time I wrote about plants. This time, about a milk foamer.
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Last time I wrote about plants. This time, about a milk foamer.
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Our Sansevieria has long green-yellow leaves that tower into the air. Nested in her terracotta pot, she sits in stillness, yet her presence brings life to the room. Her leaves used to be firm and unbending, as if she knew who she was. Slowly over time, almost unnoticed, her skin
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As you start to walk on the way, the way appears. - Rumi
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Winter has its own rhythm. A season of rest, of not knowing, of staying. I am learning to host uncertainty instead of controlling it.
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On welcome, loss, and hope. Another island has found its way into my heart.
Recent Thoughts “I came here for my holidays, not to suffer,” the woman hissed at me. The reason for her outburst was a broken balcony light; the romantic electric candles we had placed instead had apparently ruined her vacation. Like many others this summer, she had arrived with a suitcase
Silence Last month, I sat on a stone in the golden evening sun, my eyes resting on four horses grazing in silence, the occasional breath through their nose. The Eiger mountain stood tall behind the field, its presence serene and protective. I had spotted my new neighbours from the kitchen
There is no other city in Europe like Berlin in the summer. Berlin summers are people hanging out in cafés, restaurants, and bars, in parks, along the river, in boats, on balconies, and on rooftops. People who dance, bike, swim, play, and talk. Berlin in summer makes one happy, and
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Ice cubes. 4cl Aperol. Prosecco. Sparkling water. A slice of orange. Repeat sixteen times. It was a golden summer day in 2022, under a spotless Algarve sky. A deceptive beauty as wildfires raged just an hour away. We were nearing the end of a seven-month journey and spent our last
Talking trash might be one of my favorite topics of 2025. Not metaphorically - literally. Plastic trash. Fashion waste. Electronic waste. Chemicals. All the things we throw away without much thought about where they actually end up. While nature doesn’t know waste, we have built systems of overproduction and
Are We Living in the Worst Black Mirror Episode Yet? After watching the latest AI-generated Trump Gaza video (not to mention everything that happened since), I was left speechless. Something inside me refused to accept that this was real. My first reaction? No. He did not. Impossible. And yet, in
The first guests check in while workers are still busy renovating the second floor. On my 33rd birthday, we have a reservation at the newly opened, first Japanese restaurant in Grindelwald, located within the sakura-inspired hotel. As I arrive, I see my partner standing outside, a group of workers gathered