i sincerely hope that with age i will be able to appreciate the meaning of passing and receiving greetings to random people

i was taking a walk with thorbecke, sleepy jesus and spinoza when a drunk lady asked me to join her for a bit.

she tried guessing my birthday, we discussed veganism, she shared she had no clue what she was doing, but that sometimes you got to be doing something to get a clue, and she tried guessing my birthday again. (an advantage of being so drunk you can’t remember the conversation anymore and can take multiple first guesses.)

unfortunately she incorrectly guessed february 12 both times.

at that point i realised i must have ended up in an interactive theater performance on the futility of life

in 2010 i told my alaskan roommate about the fall of the dutch government and he responded shocked asking wether the united nations were going to take over now. i laughed in arrogant european back then, but these days i wonder if he had the right idea all along

als een brandnetelstruik naast een natura 2000 gebied

i dared to go back to the park where the parakeets tried to murder us with tree nuts

ach, de mensheid. na een tijdje is het ook wel weer mooi geweest he.

as my card appeared on my phone, the street newspaper vendor held the wireless payment device high above him to get the best signal,

like a shaman performing a well-practiced ritual to appease the digital gods, that they may grant a swift transfer of power from my bank account into his,

and that they would allow me a temporary break from my slight guilt about the difference of social economic positions between us, and somehow help this person who’s name and story i don’t actually know

i had stood by and stared at how the little piece of bread in the toaster turned into a large flame, and i noticed days after, that running around the office together in search of something to put out a burning toaster, provides a slight bonding effect, although i am not so sure if they feel the same way

slowly coming to a place where i may start to aesthetically appreciate the US flag

personally i try to smile for every face id, although I’m always a second too late

unfortunately i neglected to calculate the carbon footprint of my marriage

it could have well been the caffeine from the second cup of coffee, but i was suddenly able to deeply appreciate humanity

i only seem to be able to make latte art of large mushroom clouds towering into the dark heavens

is it just me or were the majority of kids movies in the 90s about sick children about to die