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That tiny line
The doors close with a sharp, dry sound. The air grows heavy, and time slows down. But that place isn’t as far from us as we think. It’s just one step away. There is no clear line between those who are out and those who are in. This isn’t a story of "good" and "bad"; it’s a fragile weave of encounters, wounds, and absences. A parent who couldn't stay. A friend who steered elsewhere. A word left unsaid when it was needed most. Or, quite simply, life crashing down on you witho
Nicola Arnese
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The art of riding the wave
If there is one thing I believe I’ve learned over time, it’s that life rarely follows the script we spend so much time writing. Change is often sudden, uninvited and, to be perfectly honest, a bit of a nuisance. We spend an infinite amount of energy anchoring ourselves to the idea of how we "would like things to go," but the truth is that the power of the waves doesn't care about our anchors at all. The secret isn’t to defy the wave, but to be ready to ride it. When a massi
Nicola Arnese
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It was nothing
A fear, a doubt, something that feels bigger than you. It happens to everyone, more often than you think. Some days, even a small problem looks like a mountain. You lose your breath, wondering if you’ll make it, if you’re taking the wrong path. Then, with time, things settle. And you find yourself saying, almost smiling: “It was nothing.” Most fears are like that — false alarms. They speak loudly at first, then fade the moment you truly look at them. They’re clouds passing by
Nicola Arnese
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