Only a few more hours are left until 2015 is coming to a close. This year went by both extremely slowly and super fast. It has been a no-good year for me, and I’m not really in a good position to write a decent retrospective right now. But I’ve done these posts before and didn’t want to give up the […]
We won’t solve problems if we don’t allow ourselves time to think about them. … I read a few months ago in a post about the tech industry’s pace. A few minutes ago, I ate a bowl of strawberries and mango pieces and this sentence popped up out of nothing. Many major things in my life have […]
I hate cooking, I’m a bad cook, I don’t care about fanciness of my food, and I’m definitely not a foodie (although I enjoy good food when I don’t have to prepare it myself). I usually just cook food that is prepared quickly, eat it so I don’t feel hungry anymore, sigh because I need to […]
It was only four months ago, during an all-day breakfast with a bunch of great people, when someone said the word for the first time: burnout. The word came at me like a warm, friendly breeze, in a sentence of nice words about taking time for oneself, and it felt like a hurricane inside me. Burnout. […]
And then I accidentally stumbled upon a memory card with a few more photos I took in Norway. The photos are from one of our last days there. It was one of these days when you look out of the window in the morning and a ship is passing by. One of the days when […]
In the last days of December 2014, we spent a few days in Norway. My last time there had been for a roundtrip 13 years ago, and I still had those memories of impressive, breathtaking landscapes in mind. We had rented a tiny log cabin located near a small village on an island close to […]
What a year, what a year. January: Drowned in paragraphs and paperwork. Enjoyed the sun during the second Hoodie Offsite on Lanzarote. February: Spent a weekend in Lapland.
Jetzt in diesem Moment ist die Wahrheit, dass du Recht hast mit allem. Aber das hast du dir, glaube ich, schon gedacht. Dieses Jahr fing an mit einem schwarzen Flügel in einer Hotellobby, auf dem ich nicht spielen durfte. Es ging weiter mit einem schwarzen Flügel in einem Wohnzimmer, auf dem ich ein Lied spielte, […]