When Saturday comes, after the gym, I visit the library.
I walk through the rows of books, exploring without a plan, never knowing what I will discover in the books of the day.
Today, three different worlds caught my attention. A sharp historical analysis of the Northern Ireland conflict in Who Was Responsible for the Troubles? An adventurous journey into ancient history in The Mystery of the Great Pyramid. And a broader global perspective in Understanding Contemporary Africa.
Thanks to the special one. Without her support in business, I would be nothing.
You lift me up To the crucial top, so I can see
When Saturday arrives in Frankfurt and the big corporations slip into the weekend, we’re met with an open invitation to the outdoor wine market by the market hall, where the local vineyards present their latest bottles.
My personal coach advised me to follow the line, so we took our coaching session to the middle of the street—right on the double line. It was a perfect metaphor for staying on track, just in time for the next tram to arrive and inspire creativity:
“Our place, in the middle of the street I am standing tall and proud She’s smiling, in a pink shroud The city’s lights begin to glow As evening traffic starts to slow Our place, in the middle of the street” (JD)
