Met up with an actual human being today. You know, one of those human beings that you know personally. Not the florist or the mailman. It’s hard to believe that it had been 24 days since I last saw someone I knew. In some ways times feels like it’s flying by, in other ways, not
Seeing as Spring seems to have arrived, I thought it would be nice to look back on one particularly sunny day in Paris, six years ago.
There are moments when it all just seems like any other normal day. That you have to remind yourself that it has been twenty days since you last met someone you know in person. That it has been twenty-one days since you last hugged someone. That this is, in fact, not normal. I could, of
Day seventeen. Woke up. Daylight savings time, check. Sunshine on my face, check. Anxiety attack, check. Time for coffee. Yes, yes, I know. ‘Coffee makes anxiety worse!’ But I’m not about to lessen my coffee intake just while there’s a pandemic going on. Fight or flight mode, check. Oven preheating to 220 degrees, check. Feed
Day fifteen was a turning point. Day fourteen was crap, because I had just finished my Spring cleaning. Now what was I supposed to do? Knit? Sadly my grandmother passed her death-to-knitting gene onto me. Oh, to be a knitter and be able to create the most comfiest cardigans. Anyway. Like I said. Day fifteen
New York, autumn 2016 Let’s go to the library! The New York library is a thing of beauty. I could stroll around it for an entire day (with Blue Bottle coffee breaks in Bryant Park of course). This makes me want to go back to uni. Time to move on & take a subway ride
New York, autumn 2016 New York sidewalks are one of a kind. Stumptown coffee. Not my cup of tea. Loved the interior though. I would recommend Blue Bottle coffee or Joe’s (in Greenwich village). A Magnolia Bakery cupcake. Obviously. It was good. Pumpkin something.
It’s a bird! It’s a plane! It’s…not Superman! It’s my laptop. It’s old, it gets overheated by just being alive. It’s been with me through years of freelancing, travel and Netflix. It holds almost two decades of blog archives, endless first drafts, brainstorm sessions and duplicate images. It’s a mess, but I love it. And
To celebrate this new blog, let’s take a short walk together around Haarlem’s city center shall we. Here goes.