In this episode, I share a quiet moment from a hotel lobby in Barcelona—one of those liminal workdays between meetings and flights, where the espresso is on a timer and the leather couch becomes a temporary lifeline.

What unfolds is a story about presence, trust, and the kind of kindness that doesn’t announce itself. A woman I never spoke to watched my bag. That’s it. But also, somehow, it was everything.

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