My life isn’t a straight road—it’s more like a series of improvised routes, sometimes scenic, sometimes strange, often full of paradoxes. These stories are small windows into that landscape.

You can start here, they are not sorted in any specific order:

• Quitting Driving School Was My Wisest U-Turn. I didn’t fail driving school—I discovered where my neurology and the road could never meet safely.
• Triggered in Transit. A daily commute became the perfect storm of sensory overload, invisible panic, and emotions collision—until I finally understood what was happening. How a honking car wasn’t just a noise.
• Clumsy by Design. A lifelong mismatch between intention and motion finally made sense when I discovered dyspraxia. The patterns were always there—I just needed a name for the friction.
• The Literature Drama. I finally engaged in literature—then got punished for it. What followed was a meltdown, an essay on truth, and an oral exam disaster.
• Work Meetings, from My Side of the Table.
• The Forest and the Words: My Reading and Writing Story. My experience in reading and writing, and a brief introduction to dyslexia.
• The Crash I Almost Avoided. Post analysis of my bicycle crash that brought me to the emergency room.