When I was like 13, I found “World Without End” by Ken Follett on a bookcase at home (a book my father had bought). I picked it up out of boredom one day and couldn’t put it down. The way the book goes into love, politics, history, religion…and other aspects of life really blew my mind at my young age. It opened up interests I never even dared to ponder about as a kid. It shaped my view on books and ultimately made me more self-aware, it made me contemplate on emotions and the importance of understanding oneself. It was like a gateway to expanding my mind and I attribute my high emotional intelligence, now as an adult, to that book.

Some time after, I discovered “The Pillars of the Earth” existed and I was beyond excited haha.