How a Cup of Hot Chocolate Became a Story
I really didn’t expect a story in Luxembourg. I was there for work—seven days of…
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“Some journeys begin with a backpack—mine began with a story.
And somewhere along the way, I realized we’re all just a collection of stories.
We remember not places, but how they made us feel.
Our thoughts are whispers—our stories, the heartbeat.”
“You lose your grip and then you slip into the masterpiece.”
Written with a coffee