Reaching my thirties
I won’t miss my 20s, I would say those 10 years were rich in amazingly difficult situations, permanent doubt and questioning, feeling lost most of the time, pretending that everything is fine when it’s crap. Those years were like crossing Tanzania on a dirt and muddy road, with an old truck.
Working with a view
It has been a long time since my last article, a lot has happened in the meantime. I have been stuck in Paris over the past weeks and probably until October this year. Anyway, life is made of random events that will influence our plans, I accept my fate and I seem to be pretty…