Against the Dying of the Light

This Is Therapy

I had a blog once. I considered it my professional window to the world, back in a time when LinkedIn felt weird and Wordpress was actually a great place to write and publish (unlike today).

I never managed to publish much. I had had editorial perfectionism ingrained during my training as a journalist at El País, so I never published much more than my work and some very though-through pieces. I carried the values of the printed word in my head (and I still cherish them), but to a degree that they were an obstacle for thinking.

But today, assailed by life changes and geopolitical fault lines all around me, I return to writing with far lower standards. I still believe in writing for someone else, and I do want to be relevant to whoever reads me, not just more noise. But, truth be told, writing carries within itself the wonderful benefit of forcing you to think carefully. And these days, that's something I truly need. This blog thus starts as therapy and aspires to become something more than that. Perhaps one day I could declare my scripto-therapy over. For now, here are some ideas and mundane thoughts for friends and interested strangers.