Hello,
It’s me again. Sorry to bother you again. Yesterday I forgot to tell you that I plan to drop by every single day. Yes, you read it right: every day.
I may relax during weekends and holidays, but no more excuses. I need this. And I’m here to ask you to bear with me.
Yes, I will selfishly invade your inbox just because I unilaterally decided so. It’s not personal. It’s ok. You can ignore me or even unsubscribe whenever you want (check the link at the bottom). I will not take it personally.
I can only promise to be honest and raw, continue to write in far-from-perfect English and not rely on ChatGPT and other technological wonders to produce boring and verbose content.
Some will be direct and short, and some will be winding and longer. Some will be interesting, and some ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
There’s a significant difference between once a week, three times a week and every day. Every day means you’re not deciding what day. You have no room to do it tomorrow instead. It’s today.
Yes, I’m leaping forward.
I didn’t have to do this. To tell you this. To commit in public.
I could have committed only to myself in the solitude of my home office.
But, for too many of us, committing to ourselves is easy. As easy as fooling ourselves. As easy as coming up with a perfectly reasonable excuse.
I’m choosing to commit in public. To take a risk. Eventually, to fail in public.
I’m choosing the adrenaline of being on stage, on the verge of failing, missing a line, babbling, and humming. I’m choosing the possibility of failing.
Thanks for reading.
Hugo
Addi©tions
Occasionally, I’ll share some of the additions to my library. Some months ago, I decided I needed to be more intentional in building my library — books and records. Of course, I should have done that many years ago, but you know the wisdom…
The best time to plant a tree was 30 years ago, and the second best time to plant a tree is now.
Two books and two records.
“The Inner Game of Tennis” is not really a book about tennis, at least not about the tennis technique. Instead, it’s about peak performance, the mind game behind peak performance. This is a classic that I’ve seen mentioned many times, and the time has come to get it and discover why.
Rick Rubin is a legendary music producer. From the Beasty Boys to Red Hot Chilly Peppers and the incredible work with Johny Cash:
In his book, “The Creative Art: a way of being”, he explores the topics of creativity and the act and process of creation. I’m looking forward to immersing myself in his creative mind.
Speaking of music, the record shelf got two additions last week:
Leonard Cohen’s “Songs of love and hate” — continuing to build my classics collection, I pick Cohen's third album. Although the collection favors first and second albums, artists like Cohen give you a lot of room and not sure why I always felt attracted to this album.
Morphine’s “Cure for pain” — with their unique sound of bass and saxophone Morphine sneaks into a collection full of heavy-weight classics.
This 1993 record contradicts the sophomore slump phenomenon and shows Morphine at their best.
In 30 years, my shelves will look something like this:
If you missed yesterday’s post, check it out