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Journal

Talking to my dad

Today, chatting with my dad, I realized that the programming has always been pretty much the same; they've just changed the tools and the speed. [more]

Silly things that make me laugh

This is the kind of nonsense that makes me laugh xD

Meta rules

I am an engineer, in the explicit sense of the word. I follow rules, and those rules make me adopt certain behaviors. These behaviors make me think in a certain way, and I replicate the loop. [more]

Trapped in inaction

Now that I've got everything ready to start posting my thoughts publicly even though I don't have an audience here, I feel weird. It's like the first time I was going to post something on metroflog... [more]

Sick and playing soccer

Almost every time I play football I feel like I don't play it, although I know I do play one or the other. This time I played, I realized that by bringing in my stuffed nose I was breathing a little slower [more]

New Era

Eras are not like I saw in movies, they are not sudden but rather slow transitions, even with the rapid changes the reality is that those changes my body persives them as simple perturbance that sometimes misallign my current path but rarely truly switch [more]

Tired and Sick

I’m really tired of my sickness and a lot of resposabilities in the work that not even settle down to know which ones are really a trusted responsability.

Luna died

My nanny’s dog died… now I know that you have to measure the pressure on the dogs, and remember that they’re still mammals. What applies to us when we get sick, applies to them, but according to their weight and height.

I Want to Reach Ataraxia

While watching Platzi’s 200th-anniversary podcast, where Manuel Sescosse and Fredy Vega participated, the word ataraxia caught my attention.

This word could be a key guide to understanding how to align my goals. All I want in life is to have a garden and a room full of computers. Maybe I want to return to what I once was — when I was six years old, playing with a broken computer running Windows 95, fascinated by the colors of a digital manual inside it.

I don't usually message quickly.

She explains it in a way that I agree with.