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Hello again, it's me! Thanks for being here. Today, I'm reflecting on a topic that's currently hot in the tech community, inspired by the latest Snazzy Labs video. The narrative that Apple's silicon magic is over is gaining traction. What does this mean? It appears that other chip manufacturers are stepping up to challenge Apple by creating new chips that promise better performance while maintaining low power consumption. Over my eight years working at an Apple store, I've witnessed firsthand how tech companies prioritize return on investment over consumer needs. Apple, for instance, has notoriously removed ports from its devices, forcing users to buy expensive dongles. This disregard for user convenience and the push for sleek design over functional performance—like removing SD card slots crucial for photographers and videographers—shows a lack of care for the end user. Moreover, these engineering choices have practical implications. Technicians inside the stores h

As I sit in this chair, as I do every day, savoring my coffee and reflecting on my life, I find myself reminiscing about my niece's baptism. It took place during the Easter weekend when I traveled to Switzerland with my daughter, and we spent the week there enjoying family time. I do not share the values of Christianity and for me, this process is somewhat painful to endure. I hadn't experienced such quality family time in ages. This past year has granted me the opportunity to reconnect with my sister and nephews, and my daughter has cherished moments shared with her cousins. Perhaps, this is the most significant takeaway from it all - spending time with family; listening to laughter, enduring the chaos of children running around, and witnessing the not-so-young navigate through puberty and the resulting isolation from everyone and everything. During our childhood, there were times when we would visit our aunts or grandparents, and there was always a family member present. I ch

Welcome back! I hope you and your family are well. As the festivities fade, reality resumes with school and work commuting. Embracing the streets of Madrid in my sales role, I find joy in exploring lesser-known corners. Spent Christmas holidays  in Portugal and Switzerland, a mix of serenity and challenges. Traveling with my daughter and ex-wife revealed complexities. Avoiding her since June became challenging during the holidays, testing my ability to normalize our relationship. While she attempts closeness, I struggle to move forward from the divorce. The idea of seeking someone new feels like betrayal, and I'm still grieving. The recent trip stirred unresolved emotions and lingering grudges, highlighting the difficulty of letting go. Upon returning, my daughter and I traveled to Switzerland to visit my family. The days were delightful until the return journey. Opting for an upgrade enhanced our trip back, making it much more enjoyable. Returning from Switzerland, the upgraded tr

  Hello Hugo, it's been a while. How are you? I've been grappling with loneliness lately. Despite living in a bustling city with a home, a car, and a motorcycle, I find myself with only a handful of true friends. It feels like everyone is distant, and I struggle to connect with others. Starting conversations often leads to disinterest, and it seems like nobody cares about my problems. My current job demands focus and top-notch customer service. Resolving on-site issues is crucial, impacting lives, jobs, meetings, and holidays. Ironically, it keeps me distracted, but the loneliness persists. Reflecting on dismissive attitudes in the past, I realize I may have made others feel the way I do now – irrelevant to their future. The prevalence of online posts showcasing perfect lives exacerbates this sense of isolation. I seldom contribute, only capturing special moments with my daughter. Navigating life alone, I experience both sadness and joy. The loneliness is palpable, especially w

Hello again, Thank you for being here. In this ongoing journey of self-reflection, I find solace in the act of putting my thoughts into words. Whether anyone else reads this or not, the significance lies in my own understanding. For those familiar with my blog, you're aware of the ongoing battle with what I would describe as mild depression—a struggle manifesting through tears, feelings of profound sadness, frustration, and a lack of ambition or motivation. On the days when my little daughter isn't with me, I often find myself retreating home after work. I shut out external light, creating a space for introspection or immersing myself in online content to escape. This week, reality hit hard. The person with whom I shared the last 12 years has chosen to move forward, making life-altering decisions independently. For context, I left our shared home in 2017, and the subsequent year saw our divorce unfold during an attempted reconciliation—yes, life's ironic twists. Shared cust

 My last post was about something that was about to happen and it didn't. I was about to make life-changing decisions that would have an impact on this triangle of a family.  In the end, it didn't happen, it seems that finding an apartment without a job it's something of a task. At the same time a dancing studio accepted me as a Karate teacher and I've started given classes to little kids. The decision to stay in Madrid was becoming clearer. But the reasons for staying where far from simple.  I was having conversations with my ex-wife for us to move to the south of Spain, but it didn pan out,  the first option was for me to move by myself for a few months and sort of scout the area , and then my daughter and my ex-wife would make the final move. I was not convinced that she would do that, I was not getting any luck with my apartment search and at the end everything crumbled down. We did not move, we all stayed in Madrid, the company that I've worked for over a year