My book proposal is now being edited and I am SO beyond excited. As I wrote the last chapters I realized I had to walk the talk… and then I realized how sheltered my life has been. Like I was sentenced by no one, but myself. I am pleased to announce that hibernation mode has ended. Stay tune!
You live like this, sheltered, in a delicate world, and you believe you are living. Then you read a book… or you take a trip… and you discover that you are not living, that you are hibernating. The symptoms of hibernating are easily detectable: first, restlessness. The second symptom (when hibernating becomes dangerous and might degenerate into death): absence of pleasure. That is all. It appears like an innocuous illness. Monotony, boredom, death. Millions live like this (or die like this) without knowing it. They work in offices. They drive a car. They picnic with their families. They raise children. And then some shock treatment takes place, a person, a book, a song, and it awakens them and saves them from death. Some never awaken.― Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin