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  • Witches do not exist, but they indeed fly.

    In Venezuela, we have a saying, “Las brujas no existen, pero de que vuelan vuelan,” which could roughly translate to the title of this post. It kind of reflects my approach regarding superstitions. I am not superstitious, but every once in a while, I wonder or consider that I might be wrong. Now, I am…

  • Why more men should journal.

    Journaling is a powerful tool for self-reflection and personal growth that men should not overlook. I might be under the impression that journaling is perceived as a female activity because I watched several shows where a teen girl writes “Dear diary” every day and then proceeds to write about her day.  I never start my…

  • Spending all my pennies in Miniso

    I’ll keep this short to prevent my impulsive self from visiting a Miniso store. Miniso offers high-quality and affordable products (most of them are extremely cute). I have to make a considerable effort not to enter the store, and if I enter, to leave empty-handed. I like the variety of the products and the quality. Of all…

  • Astrid, beloved by the gods?

    Not so long ago, I wrote about the meaning of my first name, Maria, in another Daily prompt post. Now, it is the turn of my preferred name, Astrid. Astrid is a Scandinavian name, and even if I am not a Scandinavian, my dear mom gave me that name because of a princess. I think it…

  • Learning a little bit of Python: if elif else.

    I read a great article from Kemz-Tech Diary in which she shared how she started learning to program using Sololearn (you can read it here). Besides being beautifully written, entertaining, and inspiring, it made me think about the time I wanted to learn how to program and how I stopped because someone told me that I…

  • I hate to be asked why I walk differently.

    I had Guillain-Barré Syndrome (GBS) when I was a kid. It was a traumatic experience for me and my family, and I have a sequel where I cannot lift my right foot (Drop foot). Although I know it is natural that people feel curious or wonder why I walk the way I do, I still hate being…

  • Learning from my failures, even if I hate them.

    Failure is my old and probably most frequent company. I’m the kind of person who is very sensitive to failure. You see, when I fail, I start doubting my self-worth and feel terrible. However, I have learned that failure is a part of life. Every time I fail again, I remember all the times I’ve…