• Finding the one person that will always be around.

    “Aren’t you getting bored when you are by yourself all day?” Is a frequent question people ask me. When I happen to tell them about the bike trips I do by myself. That question left me speechless the first time I got it. “Bored? What do you even mean?” From the moment I get up,…


  • 2024: What is Love?

    Isn’t love connected to one deep fear most of us have and few of us can admit? Maybe the only fear that we all share. The fear of not finding love. The fear of being left over. The fear no one will ever choose you. The fear of not experiencing love, ever. “Twenty-twenty-four-plenty-amor” I read…


  • Changing perspectives: Is everything just Mindset?

    My legs are as heavy as my mind. Everything feels like discomfort and suffering in front as much as behind me. I am in the middle of it. Hundreds of kilometers left to cycle and I barely manage to do 50 in one day. I just want to be back in my own bed. I…


  • You can get yourself out of anything, you got yourself into.

    The author reflects on childhood lessons about self-reliance while navigating a challenging November bike ride. After struggles and exhaustion, help arrives unexpectedly, underscoring resilience.


  • A big mess and a crazy plan.

    I am sitting in the middle of a big mess. Is it ever going to change? And do I want it to? Since a few days I am watching that last orange Flower, surrounded by leaves turning yellow and golden, covered in mist each morning and light up by sunshine in the late afternoon. There…


  • Where should I sleep tonight?

    Just cycled up 1500meters, because I didn’t have a better idea what to do with this day. Now I am unable to move any further. I sit in a little shed full of fire wood which doesn’t protect me from the wind, at least I have a roof over my head. Where should I sleep…


  • Is it a business or a hobby?

    Why am I writing, to who, what about and what for? That’s where I am at, again. Wondering which word will make it out of my head into these letters and which ones I better keep for myself. Who is going to read it anyways? Looks like you are. But who are you? Do I…


  • A crowded mind in a calm place.

    “There is no getting on top of the list.” I have to remind myself almost once a day. Not sure anymore where I have read that sentence, but ever since it sticked. I am glad. Shows up to remind me, that I can’t shoot the expectations towards myself, to the moon. Sometimes it helps to…


  • Too late?

    “I wish I knew, when I was 21!” I know it now and I see how much struggle and pain I could have spared myself if I could have only known a little earlier. “If I could have only known since the beginning.” And then I have a conversation with someone twice or three times…


  • One last love letter.

    Before I let go for good, before I’ll watch you drive away with someone else, I just wanted to dedicate a few words to all these corners I had built with my own hands, the corners that felt like home in another life. This house-truck sums up all the details I have come to notice…