Burning Man is something else for everyone, and every time. The desert will test you and reveal some truth about you. It’s almost like a mirror. This was my third burn. They say it’s three times charm.
This was my hardest year yet, and not necessarily because of the weather, but because of the personal challenges and struggles I had to face.
It was a windy Sunday evening in San Francisco, filming my Tai Chi routine on a rooftop, when I realized I couldn’t bring myself to approach the glass barrier — not fear of heights, but of myself. That moment forced me to confront twenty years of quietly accumulating overstimulation and a lack of safety, both internal and external. From two derailed PhDs to launching a company right before a pandemic, to standing at forty caught between building a business and building a family, I trace the “unequal race” that led me to burnout. What follows is my personal codex — eleven rules for redefining safety in 2026.
An Ayurvedic doctor once told me my mind felt older than my body. Here, a neuroscientist maps the specific ways her own mind runs clogged and fatigued — and the practical, sometimes strange, fixes she is testing to restore it.
San Francisco turned out not to be a place but a psychological interface, a mirror reflecting whatever I carried inside. I arrived expecting a broken, transactional city, and that is what I found, until a small act of kindness and months of inner work changed the signal I was sending out, and what came back.
This year, I went back to Burning Man not as a tourist, but with real self-awareness: less is more. This essay reflects on serendipity, collective intelligence, and what the desert teaches about stepping outside a life built around collecting things.
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After twelve years of dating without landing a long-term relationship, I look back at what I built instead: a PhD, a company, a house, and a life shaped entirely on my own terms. This essay is about solitude, self-reliance, and whether going solo might actually be a viable life path.
Just like the devil himself, burnout is one of the monsters who walk away once you call them by their name. But, unlike burnout, anxiety does not disappear. I’m writing this article to share my thoughts about anxiety — a monster I have to live with for my entire life.
I’ve just come back from a 5-day masturdating extravaganza in Prague, Czechia. It was my first vacation since a trip to Burning Man two years ago. Some conclusions from the trip will follow.
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I could list tons of reasons why Amsterdam is THE place to place my center of life. From its entrepreneurial ecosystem and international community to its safety, values, and perfect European location — here are just a few of them.
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