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Wonderland

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London tube memories

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Ready. Set. Wait!

Ready. Set. Wait!

Planning events is a thing I do: without assuming anything (it has proved to lead to relative disasters), I plan, forecast, manage, amend, rewrite, negotiate, suggest, coordinate and implement project phases, define milestones and deliver as per my client’s desiderata. Pretty basic. What is less…

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FOMO

FOMO

Ok, so I admit I did not know what that means until this past weekend while attending a party. Whether it is a chosen way of living, a disguised way of suffering in silence and hope, like living vicariously, the Fear Of Missing Out can feel like a…

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The power of desire

The power of desire

9 days. 9 days of thinking, re-thinking, asking, debating and slowly seeing some light. All this on my back, in response to the blind eye I had been turning on some of my body’s signs over the past weeks and months: I have been lying…

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When is this until?

When is this until?

The last town hall meeting I was invited to started with a basic incentive: yes, there was food. It was nicely laid out on a central table: guests looked at it, eagerly and somewhat impatiently, yet quietly, waiting for the main presenter to unfold the…

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Having (too much) fun yet?

Having (too much) fun yet?

Preparing the Olympics, or any other massive event, sometimes feels like being an Olympian myself. I certainly manage to avoid injuries during its planning, yet, as I have been selected and honoured to be part of it, I cannot let down the ones who rely…

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One thing at a time

One thing at a time

That is something I say a lot to my Mother, as she tends to over think and move faster than her thoughts: a different version of Lucky Luke, minus the shooting part. Years ago, it was difficult to discuss, as she was (and still is) an…

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Moving (on)

Moving (on)

The clock is ticking, and seems to go faster sometimes until I realise that it is just an illusion, that I am letting some external circumstances get the best of me. Pointless: it is “just” stress. Some say it is hormonal, and I tend to…

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A lick and a promise

A lick and a promise

Tidying up has been part of one of my current contracts lately. Sometimes it is about processes, other times it is about language: as a team, do we actually speak and understand the same one? From any standpoint, it is a pretty essential question to…

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