A pungent smell of fresh ink and recently dried glue enters my nostrils the moment Thijs opens his front door. It’s difficult to pass through his hallway and enter the living room because there’s a literal wall of boxes in the way.
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Between trips to Barcelona and Berlin, a roof that somehow keeps leaking, a day job in which I’m constantly trying to outperform my past self, and suboptimal sleep because I'm always overwhelmed, I also managed to finish a book and send it to press.
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I don’t think AI is ‘going to take our jobs’. I do, however, think it’s here to do all the jobs us humans don’t necessarily want to do. Which mostly overlaps with jobs that humans are not really good at anyway.
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This is the one-year anniversary of this newsletter going out monthly! I want to use this first anniversary to reflect, but also share some accomplishments, statistics, and ideas for the future. I'll end with some personal notes.
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This time, I'd like to take you on a walk through the mist of an early morning, with a pleasant discovery following soon after.
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Somebody taps on my shoulder, which startles me a little. I look up, straight into the eyes of the man that just passed me. Apparently, he turned around. He notices my uneasiness.
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My phone screen wakes from an email: ‘extra information about your upcoming trip to Greece’, it reads. I peek out of the window to the left of me and see nothing but droplets on glass. The perfect time to extend summer just that little bit more.
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London is a big city. That might sound like an obvious statement to some, but at this particular Thursday morning, I had no idea yet.
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I look up from the screen and notice the orange glow outside. 'This would be the perfect time to go for a walk', I think.
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They asks how I'm doing and what I currently spend my days on. A difficult question, I find out immediately. I stumble over my words, as I don't quite know where to start. This is the moment I can spark their interest about my work.
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