Daniel Del Re
Stories (3/0)
Lifting the veil of sadness
There’s an undercurrent of loneliness and isolation to everyday life. Its intensity varies. It’s not always apparent, though it’s always with us. It might creep up on you while walking down a street full of people and feeling disconnected from everyone you see; or when you have an opportunity to speak one-on-one with an interesting colleague at work, but just can’t make the intimate connection you’d hoped; or when someone disappoints you and you feel despondent, weak, and humiliated.
By Daniel Del Reabout a year ago in Psyche
A walk on Tai Ping Shan Street
Turning onto Square Street in Hong Kong’s Sheung Wan neighborhood is as close as one comes to a transformative experience in this city. First, you pass the mystical Man Mo temple where young locals burn incense to petition the gods for career success. As you walk up a small hill, you stare at one of Hong Kong’s iconic ladder streets whose massive granite steps seem to ascend to the heavens. The din of restaurants and traffic on Hollywood Street below recedes. The pedestrian crowd thins.
By Daniel Del Reabout a year ago in Wander
Memories of Istanbul's Hagia Sophia
In my third year of college, I began to feel an inescapable urge to see the world beyond my United States. It was almost suffocating, and presented an enormous personal dilemma. I was a middle class kid from New Jersey studying the most practical and employable of fields I could imagine – chemical engineering. My time, money, and attention were claimed by the devotion to this field that would give me the means to escape the valence of my parents’ support and allow me to pave my own way in the world with a noble calling.
By Daniel Del Reabout a year ago in Confessions