Belongings

Years of travelling have changed my relationship with the things I own. My predilection for fancy mugs, arty trinkets, and chunky boots has stayed the same, but I’ve started to notice the importance of the settings in which the things are used.  The fanciest of mugs turns into just another piece of junk if I... Continue Reading →

Not now, not yet

What I do at work most of the day, every day, is engage in a caricatural form of communication that consists in passing on bits of information to various people through various channels, incessantly, and at a great speed. If I blinked, I’d fall behind. I don’t care about the people I communicate with, nor... Continue Reading →

Choices

One of the few things that we really have the power to choose is to choose what we want to hold on to and what we want to let go of.

Reaching Out

Berlin, Germany. Mauerskulpturen by Eberhard Foest commemorating the fall of the Berlin Wall. On both sides of every wall there are people curious to know each other.

Beyond the Last Bend

The day that I'll reach the end of the way With my strength spent and devoid of words I wish for a sunset burning in the sky Like in a dream I dreamt once upon a time. My face that tears traced as I roamed the land I will rest carefully on my parchment-like hand... Continue Reading →

Accommodation

The places that would make a stranger feel at home exist only in TV series, the kind that I’ve been too grown up to watch for the past thirty years. There’s no Little House on the Prairie anywhere in the world, just rented flats, mortgaged flats, and company flats with bare walls and substandard toilets, shared with... Continue Reading →

The virtues of work

I’ve been active in the job market for over a quarter of a century, jumping countries and continents, and I'm yet to see a workplace that wouldn’t function in a way which is purely absurd. Perhaps absurdity is an inherent feature of every human organisation.  The term ‘work culture’ makes fuss over the existence of... Continue Reading →

Looks, the (un)importance of

My looks result from the combination of genetic makeup, grooming habits, and lifestyle choices. I can tweak only the latter two factors, obviously. Do I want to? Not really. I’m too busy making the lifestyle choices oriented towards grooming my mindscape. At the same time, though, I’m doing my best not to hurt too much... Continue Reading →

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