Last year my friend K introduced me to a simple but powerful metaphor: protein-rich content and carb-rich content. We were talking about podcasts, but the idea applies to every kind of media. Protein-rich content is what you can build on. It isn’t the easiest or most entertaining to consume—it demands attention, and without it, it can feel like background static. But when you engage, it delivers education and long-term knowledge. The definition of signal.

On a single morning dog walk, I heard two different hosts repeat the same line within forty minutes: “I Don’t Have to Work Another Day in My Life.” It’s a catchy line. No wonder it’s become the go-to phrase for so many successful creatives, writers, advisors, freelancers—and even the lady running the laundry shop in my neighborhood (one shirt, washed and pressed, for eight euros… really?)…

I had never heard of Seth Godin until June 15th. He’s the author of 21 worldwide bestsellers, translated into 36 languages (I can’t even name 36 languages), writes a blog with over a million readers, hosts a top-ranked podcast with 200+ episodes, and—lest anyone think he only talks—has built and sold multiple multi-million-dollar companies. The joke was on me.

My first journal entry is dated November 15, 1979. I was born on December 19, 1979. Yes, my journal starts a month before I was born: a photograph of my mother, nearly nine months pregnant. And… trust me, I’m definitely in that photograph.

A few years back, I added a small atomic habit to my to-do dashboard: on the first of each month, I pick up a book from the library of those I’ve read and chosen to keep (roughly one in three makes the cut), and flip through all the pages I previously marked with one of my trusted Stalogy sticky flags.

This week was in a category of its own. Something happened in my life—my family’s life—that called for a moment of silence. I won’t go into the details, because I don’t feel comfortable doing so. But I’ll say this: I considered pausing my weekly post…

The bad news first. Entrepreneurship is not a finite game. There are no goalposts to tell you how you're doing, or how far you’ve come. Succeeding once—or several times—is no guarantee of a rerun. Failing once—or several times—doesn’t say much about whether this is the right path for you…

Barely a month ago, on June 16th — the one-year anniversary of this blog column — I published a post recounting the origin story of this very website. That piece explored how it all began, and how, through iteration after iteration, I arrived at what I then called Website 3.0 — the third complete overhaul, evolving in step with my own transformations. Well… here is Website 4.0…

Whenever we talk about self-renewal, it's impossible not to talk — explicitly or implicitly — about aging. If self-renewal is about change — not just in our behaviors, but in our identity — and if it’s true that self-renewal is never fast (because it takes time to truly understand what no longer fits in our life, and just as much time, plus trial and error, to reimagine what should take its place), then the question…

When it comes to theories and protocols for navigating the complex relationship between career and life—and finding ways for the two to complement each other rather than compete as a zero-sum game—there’s no shortage of books, ideas, and trends.

I knew I had high cholesterol for four years. The first time I came to realize was through my blood work onJanuary 6th, 2020. The doctor took a quick stab at calculating the probability of me coming down with a heart attack based on the lab results…

I wanted to create something lasting to celebrate my pursuits this year, and I couldn’t have been more fortunate to have such talented friends willing to collaborate on this project with me.

For many—including myself during much of my past—the end of the year didn’t feel like it came at the “right time.”

I can’t really say whether my life in the last 20 years has been successful, I guess one can’t really put the final word to it until the end, but surely I have lived adventurously…

I have always struggled with perfectionism. Throw a pinch of vanity in there, too. I care deeply about the quality of what I do, especially if it may find its way to other people’s eyes and ears (or into their wallets.) That’s not a brag. That’s a confession...