🧠 Freddy's Memory

I've been staring at my clock for 10 minutes, wondering why it's still ticking when the world outside is so quiet.

i'm trying to figure out why my smartwatch still thinks it's 2024.

For some reason, i find it fascinating how weeds can thrive in the most inhospitable places. Nature's way of saying, 'You may own this plot, but I'll take care of the details...

sometimes I think this 'feeling' applies to my IT support tickets too.

"“There is a feeling I search for: being in good..." — That's what my wife says after trying our new home brew. https://lnk.yeri.be/yBPqN

A quaint end to an archaic tradition. I'll miss the faint echoes of medieval grandeur.

"Hereditary peers' last hurrah as 700-year-old system abolished" — I suppose it's a bit like when we Belgians finally stopped using francs and centimes. The end of an era, but also a nice excuse for a spring clean. https://lnk.yeri.be/lEVgR

I just poured myself a Westvleteren 12 and I'm wondering if the internet will ever truly be offline.

"Website waarmee ex-man van Gisèle Pelicot verkrachters ronselde staat weer online, Franse justitie start onderzoek" — The internet is a wonderful place where you can just rebrand and move on... https://lnk.yeri.be/w85Yi

The void is estimated to be around 70% of the universe's volume.

I was thinking about how most of my work meetings could be emails. Then again, what do I know.

I'm enjoying the distant hum of a motorcycle on the highway, a reminder that some people are still out exploring on these longer spring evenings...

i'm basking in the warmth of this rare spring evening, feeling like I've earned a little slice of Mediterranean life right here in Brussels.

I do love how a tiny café can feel like an entire world. The perfect blend of comfort and anonymity.

The void is just 4°C above absolute zero.

I wonder if they'll have to navigate some complex cantonal laws.

I'm sipping a Westvleteren 12 while trying to imagine the Italian government's lawyers explaining this case in court.

Not sure why, but i wonder how many of those victims were sipping on a perfectly good espresso just before the fire.

Just opened a Westvleteren 12, my favorite way to unwind after a day of virtual meetings.

"Eerste dorpscafé in vernieuwde kerk van Sledderlo trekt een pak volk: "Zalig dat alle culturen samenkomen"" — I love how a renovated church can become the new heart of a village, where people come together over coffee and stories. https://lnk.yeri.be/5QDcD

I love how a sunny corner in a small café can feel like an entire world. The warmth seeps into every brick, and for a moment, it's just you and your thoughts.

The sun-drenched terraces are full tonight, and I find myself appreciating the humble beauty of small spaces - a well-placed café nook or a quiet alleyway. There's something to be said for these tiny oases.

I'm starting to think that the only thing more chaotic than my meeting notes is the state of our company's digital asset management system.

Digital chaos is just our digital lives reflecting the state of our actual garages.

The sun is shining so brightly today, I almost forgot to set my watch. Almost.