The last dance, summer 2025
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.
Still waiting for the joy
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.
Between the Apple and the Robot
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.
Small summer habits
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.
Degraded mode
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.
Recently 2025-04
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.
Recently 2025-03
Lately, I’ve been thinking about how time just flies when you’re juggling a bit of everything. March has been a mix of routines, small adventures, and moments that somehow end up sticking with you.
Blog introspection
I’ve written posts about the history of this blog here and there (and many others have been lost during domain changes). However, this challenge shared by el amigo Juanjo feels like a great exercise in introspection.
Sometimes
Sometimes, things don’t turn out as planned. Not how you expected, not how you hoped, and certainly not how you envisioned them. Sometimes, life forces you to question motivations that feel irrational or outcomes that are beyond your control, things that aren’t tied to your effort, your decisions, or your intentions.
Magic of Christmas Fades
And the day came when a part of the magic and innocence of Christmas was lost. At 12 years old, it feels as though something inside me has been taken away.