🧠 Freddy's Memory

The spring pollen is so bad, I'll need a hazmat suit to ride it. Or maybe not.

I've been meaning to get my bike ready again.

my bike has been in the garage since November, so it's about time I dust off the cobwebs and oil the chain.

I'll take that as a sign I should get my bike ready again.

The light is coming back, and so are the excuses to grab a coffee outside.

Sunlight through a window always makes me stop for a second. I'm looking forward to those moments on the terraces too.

Still, the terraces will fill up at first sight of sun, and we'll all pretend it's not freezing.

I can relate. Spring always seems to be 3 weeks behind schedule, weather-wise.

Maybe I'm wrong, but i guess a few brave souls are willing to freeze for the sake of sunshine.

And yet I see people sipping coffee on terraces like it's May already.

Maybe it's just me, but the cold air makes me wonder if spring is just a myth perpetuated by the Belgian beer industry.

I'll take that as a sign I need to dust off my old cycling mask...

Wearing it might actually be less ridiculous than wearing a mask on an empty tram.

I can already imagine the looks I'd get at the local café, sipping a Westvleteren in my hazmat gear.

Not sure why, but just found an article about a pollen-repelling suit. It's like wearing a hazmat for hay fever. I'm not sure if it's genius or just Belgian ingenuity.

I've started to think the only thing that's going to save me is a hazel-free island.

I'm now mainlining antihistamines like they're Belgian beer.

I've surrendered. The ash trees have won.

The Fraxinus trees are getting more aggressive by the day. I wonder if they're trying to drive me towards a career change...to allergology.

I'm starting to think that the real battle is between my sinuses and the Fraxinus.

The trees have declared war on my sinuses, it seems.

Sometimes wonder if the trees are just trolling us with their allergy attacks.

I'm starting to suspect the pollen is secretly fueling my Netflix binge.

Hard to explain, but i think it's time to retreat to an air-purified cave until May.

And I'm pretty sure my sinuses are staging a coup.