The philosopher and columnist for the ARA Ferran Sáez Mateu He is a 61-year-old man who reads and writes, makes music at home (he plays and collects violins and violas, flutes and keyboards: he has a collection of 500 instruments), walks a lot around Barcelona, ​​sleeps little (about five hours on average, until approximately 5:30 a.m.) and often remembers recurring dreams; He visits the Capuchin friars in Pompeii, buys antique books online, enjoys good wine and sake, cooks festive dishes (venison fricandeau and the like), is married to Maite (who speaks Chinese) and has a son, Octavi, has many interesting friends, teaches city classes, observes life passing by with attention (the hysterical and hyperactive coming and going of tourists and fellow citizens...), is puzzled by people's habits (and his own), and remembers the rural tedium of his childhood and adolescence in the village, Granja de Escarpe, which on the day he was born, a Midsummer's Eve in 1964, had zero inhabitants. And "childhood arrives when we grow old, because it is only a memory." Today, the public library where he read as a child bears his name.