• There is no reason, not to grow.

    Kafka said something in the lines of: “When you live you don’t write.” I picked up that sentence in my last year of high school. Somewhere in between a lot of books I didn’t feel like reading. I certainly didn’t feel like reading Kafka, but since I heard that phrase I sympathized with him, nonetheless.…


  • Am I the only one doing this?

    After I had pushed myself to my limits yesterday only to get saved by the bakery woman and her friend. Today, I decided was going to be a good day. Leaving town with a sandwich and some cookies, I was looking forward to my coffee after a gentle 15km through the sleepy mornings. Green and…