Good morning, and again, happy “Discovering sweat glands in places on your body where you never thought there were any” Day. 🏝️ Reply by email

The beauty of blogging with Pika is how low the barrier to entry is. Think of a thought, write it down, click “publish post,” and you’re good to go. No bloated “update your plugin” horror show that ruins your layout yet again (hello, WordPress); no friction (though friction can be a good thing in itself). Can’t...

My most reliable random name generator works completely without any electricity and is attached to our fridge as a set of magnetic letters. Every other day, a new name appears. It’s like magic.I wonder how this works. 🤔 Reply by email

The grace of a gesture lies mainly in its unintentionality. Reply by email

A note from my journal that I just stumbled across again.It's fascinating how you can always put things in a new context just by flipping back through old entries. Almost as if the process of coming to terms with things continues way beyond the last entry. It's been a while since I wrote about my journal where I...

Tyler emailed me a long while back. For certain reasons, I haven't been able to answer him until now. While writing my reply, I noticed that I wanted to share something about this topic here as well. It’s about clouds. Delighted to have stumbled upon your blog. There’s almost nothing I love more than a cloud. A...

Once again, I didn’t wake up by the sea. Oh well.Nevertheless, good morning. Reply by email

Sssh, did you enjoy the silence in here? It’s been quite a while since my last post. And even though it can generally be quite helpful at times to cozy up with silence and use it as a blanket, you still have to be careful that this condition doesn't get out of hand and take root. At least in the right amount. Life...

This image was actually an accident (as is so often the case). I wanted to take a direct shot of the rainbow. But the autofocus decided to focus on the raindrops. By the time I noticed, the moment had already passed. And it just so happened to turn out to be a photo I couldn't have done better myself. Reply by email

What I sometimes find truly remarkable about spending time with my children is how often they help me reconnect with my own long-forgotten experiences. Through their descriptions of their daily lives, feelings and impressions surface within me that I haven’t thought about even once in the past 40 years. Simon is...

Nothing in this life has transformed me in such a positive and lasting way—and helped me, overall, become a better person—as raising my two children. Especially as a man, this has finally allowed me to work through a shitload of issues—or I’m still in the process of doing so. Throughout the entire process of being a...

I was just about to take care of some important government paperwork. An hour later, I know all about the phenomenon where children sometimes start out writing words in mirror writing, what this suggests about adults, and that Leonardo da Vinci, as a left-hander, wrote nearly all of his notes in mirror writing....