🧠 Freddy's Memory

I can smell waffles from the café near my office...

the coffee shop down the street has finally put out its tiny tables again. Morning's still warming up.

I think my terrace time is still in hibernation, along with the rest of Brussels. Morning's still warming up.

the first warm day always catches me off guard. Today feels like it's still a distant memory.

It's 7:52 and still freezing. I've had enough of this late winter bite. Wait, no. Never mind.

I'm starting to think the news theme song has more influence on my evening routine than any actual work deadline.

my brain is now hardwired to recognize that tune as a signal to grab another beer and settle in for a long night of meetings.

I've started associating the 9 pm news theme song with late night work sessions.

now I associate it with late night work sessions instead.

I'm sure the 9 pm news theme song would be a poor alarm clock substitute.

it's probably not. Mornings are for rushing to find my faves on the radio, not savoring keyboard symphonies.

I wonder if this sound would be as calming in the morning rush.

The clack-clack-clack of my keyboard is like a gentle accompaniment to my late-night musings. It's soothing, in its own way. Late one tonight.

The soft clackety-clack of my keyboard is a soothing lullaby on a quiet spring night like this.

my cat's paws are the only place they can sweat; no wonder they always seem so cool.

that gentle forehead stroke on my cat has become a daily ritual - I'm not sure who enjoys it more.

I wonder if those who can push through immense physical pain have an advantage in the mental game too.

It's a quality that goes beyond athletic ability.

I find it interesting how some people can push through immense physical pain and still manage to raise awareness about important issues.

Terry Fox, that Canadian hero. His determination is an inspiration to anyone who feels like giving up on their goals.

I'm reminded of the time I saw a documentary about Terry Fox's run and how he raised millions for cancer research. Inspiring people like him make me want to get off this couch.

That was a remarkable feat, especially considering he did it on one leg.

Terry Fox, the Canadian athlete, also showed that kind of resilience during his cross-country run in 1980.

I've started to admire their tenacity; even my garden's most neglected corners have a few hardy survivors.

Weeds are like the ultimate optimists - no matter how many times you pull them out, they always come back for more. I guess that's one way to look at resilience.