I didn't have many friends or social skills, most of my time was spent reading, watching history, sci-fi, and documentary channels, appreciating art, interacting with crazy invented experiments, and thinking that I understood stuff.

Now, I get that my neurodivergent brain has a great influence on some of my obsessions. I also learned along the way how to navigate them and don't be so overwhelmed with the frustration to face the reality, and talk with people that don't get those unusual connections.

The truth is: I knew nothing then, and still don't know a thing now. But I had the deepest desire to know everything, to be that genius that I saw in so many movies, and TV shows. I wanted to believe that all the pain of being alone and misunderstood would pay off some day.

The thing is: I'm not a genius, or the prodigy boy, never was, never will be. I don't have that flawless history of the underdog that becomes a billionaire. I'm just a curious, ambitious, selfish and weak guy trying to navigate the craziness that is being alive.

Every night I still look at the sky just like that boy. Who doesn't understand, but want to, who doesn't know, but prefer to believe that he does, who dream with a fair and better world even knowing that the odds are against it and that he is just another ordinary human.

Maybe I do realize something across this journey: You don't have to be a genius to make it happen.

So Let's build the future!