There was a time when I tried to fit everything in. When ‘yes’ was my default answer to everything. A lot of it was because I wanted to. Some of it because I felt I should, and some yet again because “You never know…”. I believe the kids call it FOMO.
I can’t remember where I read this. I know it was a triathlete or similar talking about working through the pain and the tiredness, but it’s nice thing to remember for various aspects in life.
‘Jävlar anamma” is a Swedish expression which I don’t really know how to translate other than that it contains a swear word and the spirit of “Let’s do this”.
When I said “See you soon” to friends and family and moved from Copenhagen to London, I suspected I’d be gone for 2 years. Today it’s been 10. Ten years.
Today we went to see Creed in the cinema and there was one particular scene that stuck with me. The following doesn’t contain any spoilers but stop reading now if you don’t want to know anything about what happens.
We'll admit that push notifications are a great way to keep up with new content when it arrives. However, those messages quickly become annoying when they relate to things that you really don't give a shit about. - Engadget
Tonight we started packing up the studio. It felt good, at first and then a little sad. It was supposed to be a place we could make ours, grow in and a place that provided more than a desk to sit at. It was supposed to be our home.
Today in one of our catch ups I said something along the lines of “I’m not joking – turn off the notifications”. I was dead serious. It was no “do-what-you-think-is-best” suggestion. It was a direct order, to put it bluntly.
Ploughing on is easy. You make progress. You produce things. You know the path. You continue, as you were. But it is darn dangerous.
Monday evening this week I spent on a plane. Tuesday evening in a hotel working. Wednesday evening was in an airport and on a plane and tonight I’ve been teaching. I’m a little bit tired. Quite hungry, but more than anything I’m feeling really happy.
I’ve been to airports and flown every day of February so far. It’s only 3 days, but still.
Today is my mum’s birthday and I’ve taken the day off to spend it with her back home. Sure, there is work to be done, but nothing that is so important that it can’t wait. Today is a special day and I’m spending it with a special person.