I’ve recently started a new professional adventure that’s both exciting and overwhelming: I’ve “become” a Site Reliability Engineer. It’s definitely a change from what I’ve been doing, and honestly, it feels like stepping into an appasionate world.
For the last few years, freelancing has been one of the most beautiful chapters of my life. It gave me freedom, curiosity, and a strange sense of ownership over every hour of my day.
I haven’t officially left Mastodon, but it doesn’t feel the same anymore. Some people I really enjoyed following and chatting with, have moved on (one of them was actually one of the main reasons I checked it every day).
Ever since I sold my road bike, that itch to get back on two wheels has always been there in the background, but impossible to ignore. Every time I saw a motorbike pass by, part of me wanted to feel that connection again: the balance, the throttle and the freedom.
The bikes, left scattered on the grass. The sunset glowing between the houses, as the kids squeeze the very last hours out of their summer rides. It’s been an incredible summer, specially for them.
Spent almost the whole summer away from the keyboard. Thought it would recharge me, but it didn’t. The few times I had to log in it felt wrong: anxiety, palpitations, zero joy.
My iPhone 12 mini has been my faithful companion for more than six years, but starting this summer its battery finally gave up. I even tried to replace it myself, only to end up with a broken screen and a cheap replacement that works far worse than the original.
It’s been nearly impossible to work in the office lately. The heatwave hitting Spain has made my usual setup (comfy chair, dual monitors, perfect lighting) feel more like a sauna than a workspace.
I’ve been applying patches lately. Not to the operating system, nor the load balancer. To myself. Sometimes you drift into degraded performance without even noticing, until something - or someone - triggers an alert.
April felt like the start of something—almost. That in-between moment where winter still has a grip, but you can smell the freedom of spring just around the corner. 🚐 Travel We started prepping the van for the season, which is always exciting.