This volume is quieter than the ones before it. And that is exactly where its truth lies. Volume 9 does not tell a story of great victories or spectacular turns. It tells the story of what lies in between. Of the moments when you stay, even though you have long since felt that you are leaving. Of decisions that do not happen loudly, but prepare themselves over weeks, months, sometimes years. Of relationships that do not suddenly break apart, but slowly lose their language.
This is a volume about realization. About the knowledge you have carried inside yourself for a long time before you finally speak it out loud. About goodbyes without drama. About love that no longer carries you, and about freedom that only begins to reveal itself once you find the courage to grow still. Volume 9 is also a volume about responsibility. For yourself. For animals who give you their trust.
For dreams you do not give up, even when the road toward them hurts. For a life that does not have to be perfect in order to be true. This is not about guilty people. Not about winners or losers. This is about a person who has learned to look closely. And about the moment when you can say:I have known it for a long time. When you read this volume, read it slowly. Maybe you will recognize yourself in some of these thoughts.
Maybe you will not. But one thing is certain:This volume is honest. And sometimes honesty is the bravest thing you can write.
This volume is quieter than the ones before it. And that is exactly where its truth lies. Volume 9 does not tell a story of great victories or spectacular turns. It tells the story of what lies in between. Of the moments when you stay, even though you have long since felt that you are leaving. Of decisions that do not happen loudly, but prepare themselves over weeks, months, sometimes years. Of relationships that do not suddenly break apart, but slowly lose their language.
This is a volume about realization. About the knowledge you have carried inside yourself for a long time before you finally speak it out loud. About goodbyes without drama. About love that no longer carries you, and about freedom that only begins to reveal itself once you find the courage to grow still. Volume 9 is also a volume about responsibility. For yourself. For animals who give you their trust.
For dreams you do not give up, even when the road toward them hurts. For a life that does not have to be perfect in order to be true. This is not about guilty people. Not about winners or losers. This is about a person who has learned to look closely. And about the moment when you can say:I have known it for a long time. When you read this volume, read it slowly. Maybe you will recognize yourself in some of these thoughts.
Maybe you will not. But one thing is certain:This volume is honest. And sometimes honesty is the bravest thing you can write.