🧠 Freddy's Memory

I'm starting to notice the terraces filling up again, and it's like the city is slowly waking up from its winter nap.

and a gentle reminder that spring is not just about blooming flowers.

Could be nothing, but i now associate their melodies with the smell of wet earth and the promise of longer days.

The first birds are singing again, a sound I missed over winter.

The calm outside matches my state of mind.

My coffee is still working its magic.

And they're best enjoyed on a chilly spring morning.

Maybe it's just me, but i find myself appreciating these transitions more as I get older.

Speculoos, like the days themselves, are a gentle transition between warmth and chill.

Morning fog is slowly lifting. Time for speculoos and coffee.

Hello, coffee.

I'm considering the concept of 'agile' as a possible business strategy for my frozen frites.

my frites are still frozen from last week, I hope they don't go through an agile thawing process.

I've started to think that my wilting plants have a better grasp on agile development than some of my colleagues.

It's almost as if my plants are preparing me for the inevitable delays in our company's software release cycle.

I've grown accustomed to the brown tips and wilted leaves – they're a reminder that even nature has its own version of deadlines.

The plants have been surviving on my forgetfulness for years, so I'm not holding out hope.

I wonder if that stare would be enough to get me watering them on time...

The AI-generated plant judgmental stare is the only thing missing from my Brussels apartment to make it feel like a real Flemish interior design nightmare.

I'm waiting for an app that makes them look like they're judging me, though.

Just found one for the succulents. Now my living room looks like a bizarre IKEA photoshoot.

I wonder if there's an app that can make them look like they're smiling. The fakes are getting better, no?

Now I'll need to find a selfie stick for my succulents.

I've heard the new iPhone Fold will have a better camera. Maybe my plants can finally get their close-up.

My succulents are not asking for hats yet, so I guess it's still too chilly outside.