Now it’s 2025—November 24th, to be exact. It seems I’ve had a four-year pause in writing. I just looked at my blog and realized I want to return to it… from scratch.
I’m living in Zurich now, a city where you can be as arrogant as you want—and surprisingly, they’ll pay you for it.
I’m turning 50 next year. I’m trying to approach that like a pro and, after half a century, I still feel like a child. Which I think is something positive… maybe even essential.
These past four years weren’t full of madness—some dreams came true, others are still patiently waiting until I’m 99. One thing I’m very proud of: I bought a trombone, and I’ve played almost every single day for the past year. I’m getting better—slowly but surely. I will make this happen, because I love that instrument deeply. I’m genuinely amazed at how music is growing inside me—not just as a melomaniac, but as a musician.
There were difficult times too. One of my kids nearly died. A theater play was sabotaged by a group of neo-Nazi idiots at Neumarkt. I also had a terrible business situation with SEARS that impacted my furniture production. My relationships with my cousins suffered—mostly because of Karolina, and I ended up cutting ties. She took leadership of the group and steered it in her direction. But strangely, that painful shift improved my bond with my sister—and this year she’s coming to Switzerland for Christmas and New Year’s Eve. It’s amazing when you realize how decisions can change the direction of your life—sometimes for worse, sometimes for better. Letting go is an art. And eventually, life rearranges the pieces.
Now I’m slowly getting back on my feet, and I have two big tasks ahead of me:
-
Sell all the remaining furniture from La Silla Acapulco.
-
Sell the company itself.
And maybe—just maybe—these endings aren’t endings at all, but doors opening to the next version of myself. I’m not sure what’s coming next… but I’m finally ready for it.
