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Not enough time in a day. Not in this day. Or rather, just enough time in a day. Though not enough to write this story. Which can mean a multitude of things: I either slack and don’t write anything (not an option), or I write some meta-level story about how there is not enough time in a day. This day specifically. I think I’ll choose that a second option. Which, I guess, means there is just enough time in a day.

A foggy morning foreshadows a sunny day. The cold October air tickles my face and leaves a refreshing feeling in my nose. I take a deep breath and fill my lungs with the cold fall-like air. This is Holland. This is where I spend my days. The contractor is steadily hammering away on our roof. Sawing and hammering. Until he comes down to report on his work. Let’s hope that leakage is finally fixed once and for all now. We’ll need it the coming months. The wettest months of the year. Especially he

Another one! Another one! Chapter two of The Efflorescence (De Ontluiking) is now online! Don’t have time to elaborate, so much stuff to do! Gotta go, bye!

Hello from the other side of an afternoon of deep work. As much as I love being out creating new things, sometimes you need to sit down and process that work as well. Today was one of those days. Lord know things have been the other way around so I feel very blessed! De Ontluiking will continue very soon. The words have been written and the photos have now been processed. And, exciting news, a video is also in the works. We’ll see how that all comes together when we move this thing to its own w

I’m not saying I’m happy Facebook and it’s related services are down. What I will say though, is that I’m happy I have this little website for myself. A place to display my work to the world without the dependence on third parties. I’m happy I have an email newsletter that’s obviously very small and has nowhere near the reach you can get on any of these platforms but at least the audience is mine. Anyway, regardless of what happens to Facebook and Co. tomorrow, I’ll be sticking to own plan. That

Before it’s too late and it’s past 12 already (ergo, the next day). I’m working on De Ontluiking but I’m also just enjoying the last Sunday of my vacation. Full steam ahead on another day.

Mis amigos, estamos en la casa! And I’m not even mad about it. This does of course mean that my short stint of ‘A (few) word(s) a day’ updates is now also over. Back to writing full-length, 200 word stories again.1 First order of business, import all the images from the past 12 days into Lightroom, while at the same time backing everything up to Backblaze [https://secure.backblaze.com/r/00xb82] (that’s a referral link). While that happens, admire Craig Mod’s Kissa by Kissa book [https://shop.sp

Infinite travel. Home.

Souvenirs, long strolls on the beach, final tapas, mental goodbyes.

I’m on the beach, beeaaaach.

Final stop! It’s not home but it feels like it. Tarifa, I love you already.

Plants everywhere in these white streets.

Public transport fiasco

Sun-kissed

Itinerary-switch (and that’s totally fine).

Exploration

I have time so I will make this story a little longer than one word today. The rules are mine to make! First of all, the word of today is: moldscare. With that out of the way, let me elaborate a little. We’ve been in Spain for a few days now in an Airbnb in Málaga. Ever since arriving though, we’ve been feeling more and more unwell. It’s not like we’re entirely sick, we just aren’t feeling the energy you hope for on your vacation. Instead, we’ve been dragging ourselves through the city, trying