I finally decided to take up arms against the indifference that has overwhelmed me ever since my eldest son was diagnosed with cancer.
I watched this feeling grow inside me, without paying it much attention. It consumed me entirely.
Not sadness.
Not despair.
Simply indifference. To everything.
Until it overflowed from me.
I slowly pulled myself back, taking a roundabout route—through work—because that’s still far from me.
Then I finally agreed to start taking care of myself again: to start swimming again, to start imagining that I’ll be able to take care of myself.
Finally—and I’m proud of this—I resumed work on my abandoned Altair project. Not yours—yours has become inaccessible to me—but mine. The one who imagines it, dreams it, and writes it.
There you have it.
The battle isn’t won—far from it.
Indifference is a strength that has always allowed me to pull myself out of the worst situations—but it’s a weapon that can so quickly turn against the one who uses it.
But at least I’ve finally resumed the fight.
Isn’t that good news?
ALTAIR - Concepts 