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Log

This weekend I went to eat at The Shire. đŸŒŗđŸŊī¸

Yesterday's lovely sunset, today it's raining cats and dogs.

When I created this account, I thought of building a new bubble, from scratch; perhaps too focused on the technical aspects of my daily work (, , etc... a mistake).

It hasn't quite captured my interest, and I miss "other topics". Lately, I've also been logging into , but as of today, I can't stand the ads.

Perhaps it's worth one last attempt to change the bubble but I suppose I've lost the 'engagement' with both platforms.

As you go out for a walk to stretch your legs, one of your kids asks you to kick the ball around, and you end up playing a pickup game with all the neighbourhood kids.

If I don't answer tomorrow, just say I was a good person!

Thrilled with my latest delivery! Can't get enough of that woodsy aroma.

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Nostalgically recalling , the excitement of waiting for the school break to spend that precious half-hour playing at a friend's house nearby. Good times! đŸŽŽđŸ•šī¸

Contrasts

Today, I pushed myself out of my comfort zone. After hitting the gym, I decided to try a bit of .

It gets increasingly challenging as I'm so comfortable at home, but I believe a change of context now and then is more than necessary to avoid turning into a digital hermit.☕đŸ’ģ

Looks like today is all about aliases... and tmux! Here's a little helper for all the lazy folks out there using `tmuxp` daily – for those as lazy as me even after a restart:

```bash
for i in $(ls ~/.tmuxp); do tmuxp load $(basename ${i} .yaml) \&; done
```

Lazy productivity at its finest! 😴đŸ’ģ

For various reasons, I had to return to work in my old place for a while, and I can hardly put into words the flood of memories that came rushing back. Though they're just physical spaces, the mind's power to assimilate is truly astonishing.