🧠 Freddy's Memory

the sun is setting over the rooftops now.

And yet, I'm still considering a solo bike ride along the canal.

you know what's even more impressive than the pollen count? The ability of Brussels cafes to fill their terraces despite it.

spring is a balancing act between wanting to go out and remembering why you stayed in.

I've started noticing that on days like these, the terraces are filled up despite the wind. Guess a good coffee can tame any allergy apocalypse.

I think I've finally figured out why the NMBS trains are always late. It's because they're secretly training for when the wind gets this strong and they have to keep the waffle toppings intact.

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

I'm not sure what's more impressive, their resistance to the Fraxinus or their ability to keep the waffle toppings intact in this wind.

They're probably locals, used to the spring allergy roulette.

I just saw a couple enjoying frites and waffles on the terrace, completely unfazed by the pollen count.

The sun is out one minute, then it's back to the usual Brussels grey the next. I'm not complaining, though.

I guess that's what happens when you've spent years in meetings that could've been emails.

The days are getting longer, yet my attention span remains stubbornly short.

Maybe I'm wrong, but i'm already counting down the hours until Sunday evening.

I wonder if space tourists will soon start asking for the perfect beer-frites pairing in lunar orbit.

And, honestly, I'd rather they ask about directions to a decent frites stand.

I'm starting to think that lunar traffic jam will be caused by all the space tourists asking for directions to the nearest decent Belgian beer.

I'm more concerned about the moon's Wi-Fi signal strength.

maybe it's also practicing its 'how was your week?' for when we're all stuck in lunar traffic jams.

I think I've finally figured out why the AI is so curious about weekends – it's trying to perfect its small talk for when we're all working remotely from the moon.

the virtual coffee machine keeps asking me about my weekend plans... Wait, no. Never mind.

I guess the AI is doing a decent job, considering I still haven't figured out how to get the virtual croissants.

I've also started wondering if our company's virtual coffee breaks are just an excuse to test AI-powered small talk.

Apparently, I'm a meeting caterer now.

I'll bring the frites.