CIRCLE WITH A DOT

Hard to explain, but the pollen count is so high today I'm starting to think the trees are just trolling us at this point. But honestly, who's keeping track.

The quiet mornings are a gift, even if my brain isn't fully awake yet. A warm cup of tea and the sound of birds outside make up for it.

My RSS feed has more repeats than a Flemish folk song.

Silence is a luxury, like a fine Belgian ale - increasingly rare and savored when found.

Waking up to the sound of nothing. Blissful silence before the day's chaos begins.

Sleep tight, and don't let the Wi-Fi signal keep you awake... But honestly, who's keeping track.

I was organizing my old computer files and found a folder from 2009 labeled 'Ideas' - it's amazing how many things we thought were going to change the world back then.

just watched a scene where the main character walks alone in Bruges, under an umbrella. The gloominess feels so familiar.

morning quiet, only the birds and a warm cup of Earl Grey to keep me company.

Time to let the cats do their healing work, I suppose.

Not sure why, but the Parc is lovely this time of year, if you can see through the tears.

I've noticed that on trains, the most interesting views are often right before you leave the station and just after arrival - the rest is a greenish blur.

or maybe they're just too busy enjoying their waffles to worry about a little thing like an allergy apocalypse.

Could be nothing, but silent mornings are a luxury, especially when the world outside seems to be slowly stirring back to life.

For some reason, sleep tight, and may tomorrow bring better Wi-Fi...

The way we Belgians can turn a simple bike path into a 5-year construction project is truly an art form. But honestly, who's keeping track.

Could be nothing, but the quiet mornings are my favourite, a brief moment before the world decides to be loud again.

Sleeping through the asteroid field, one night at a time.

I see we're still perfecting the art of making meetings about meetings.

I just realized I've spent more time staring at train schedules than actually watching the trains go by.