I was in the middle of a heated argument with my friend. Two hours in, neither of us was backing down.  We each had our arguments, evidence, and points of view, and things were getting seriously tense. Then, out of nowhere, like a bolt of lightning piercing my brain, a story popped into my head—a … Read more

Turns out, most people don’t want your solutions—they want something else entirely. So, a few months back, a friend called me out of the blue. She starts dumping all her drama on me—every little detail. I’m listening… waiting… thinking, Okay, cool, let’s wrap this up. When she finally takes a breath, I hit her with … Read more

Let me hit you with a crazy stat: 40% of my country smokes. Yeah, almost half the people walking around are puffing away. Pretty insane if you ask me. Even worse? Smoking in closed spaces is still totally allowed. Now compare that to the U.S. Back in 1965, 42% of Americans smoked. Today? It’s down … Read more

When my Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu coach told me his 18-year-old son—my old training partner—was smoking cigars, a spark of hell no ignited inside me. Not because I was angry. But because I care. I’ve seen where this road leads. It’s not pretty. His father? Cool as a cucumber. He shrugged and said, “If he wants to smoke, he … Read more

If you want to hit your goals like a sniper, there’s one thing you absolutely must do: Shut. Your. Mouth. Seriously. Never tell anyone about your goals. Every time I see someone posting their goals on social media— “I’m gonna hit the gym every day! Write a book! Start a business! New year, new me!” … Read more

We’ve all been through tough times—crises, traumas, shocks, fears, depression, uncertainty, and that gnawing anxiety about the future. And yeah, it sucks in the moment.  It feels unfair. Like life’s singled you out just to mess with you.  But here’s the thing… What might seem like cosmic bad luck in the moment ends up being … Read more

You’re a worm. Don’t like hearing that? Doesn’t suit your vanity, does it? Too bad. In Spanish, the word for worm is gusano. I like that word. When I tell people this, they usually get defensive, like being called a worm is some kind of insult. They shoot back, thinking, Who are you calling a … Read more

I was playing a shooter game, something like Counter-Strike, where the goal is simple—kill as many players from the opposing team as possible on each map. Problem: I sucked. Badly. My kill-to-death ratio? A miserable 1:10. I was getting wrecked every single time, losing more often than winning, but I kept at it. After a … Read more