Every so often, life throws something at you that’s bigger than a challenge—it’s a reckoning. 21 Days is my story of crossing the Atlantic Ocean on a catamaran with five strangers, from the Canary Islands to Saint Lucia. Just the sea, the sky, and the slow, relentless stripping away of everything I thought I knew about myself.

What started as a bold idea—maybe even a reckless one—turned into something far more raw and revealing than I could’ve imagined. Out there, miles from anywhere, the ocean didn’t care about my plans, my past, or my need for meaning. It just kept rolling, indifferent and infinite, forcing me to let go of control and face what was left.

We battled storms, both outside and within. We laughed, fought, and shared meals that were more about survival than taste—though sometimes, they were damn good. There were moments of pure, stupid joy, like jumping into the middle of the Atlantic just to feel alive. And there were nights when the weight of everything I’d been carrying caught up with me, heavy and inescapable under a sky full of stars.

This isn’t a story about sailing. It’s about surrendering. About what happens when you strip away the noise, the distractions, and the masks—and all that’s left is you, the open sea, and the uncomfortable, beautiful truth that sometimes, you have to get lost to find anything worth holding onto.

21 Days is the record of that journey. One storm-tossed night, one sun-drenched day, one imperfect, unforgettable moment at a time.