1 March 2020

This morning, Sunday 1 March, i got up around nine. I put on my onesie, went down and started making my breakfast. A baked egg sunny side up, some bacon, an almond flour pancake with butter and some coconut flower sugar. I watched some youtube clips while eating it, wearing my new headphones, the Sony WH-1000XM3. I love it, especially the noise cancelation. The sound is good too.

At eleven there was an interview with Thomas Piketty on television. Enjoyed it. Stuff to think about.

Something for lunch. Time to get ready for the garden. It was busy! I did some wood chips spreading, a bit of weeding, sat in the self warming wood chips pile, nice and warm, watered the seedlings in the greenhouse. Chatted a bit. Sat down and listened to all the sounds around me: the traffic, the tram, people’s voices, birds whistling. Never silent. In the midst of Rotterdam.

I bought a salad on my way back. A bit tired. Watched a bit of television. Went up. And now i’m writing this. A simple report of the day. Thinking, listening, watching, working.

Lovely 🙂

Published on March 2, 2020 at 6:00 by

Less less less

Often i am thinking about the state of the world we live in. I am not terribly pessimistic. But not optimistic either. I see the forces in this world fighting for their own profits. Taxpayers escaping to other countries, to avoid millions, billions of dollars or euros to pay. It does make me sad, this continuous greed game.

I do know money is necessary in this world. It is a currency we have invented ourselves. I have a bit myself, for two more years i guess. I know i need to find a way to make a bit more for myself, in a way i feel happy with. This is hard.

I am thinking of a way to communicate what we need to change in our lives. A way to communicate the terrible danger we all are in. The falling apart of our human world.

I think back about the articles i have read about rich people buying villas in New Zealand because it is one of the safest places in the world. I think back about the articles i have read about the crisis in 2008 and the people working in banks who were afraid and ready to run. I think about the current responses about the coronas virus.

We are so afraid. Scared to death.

I don’t think we can simply wait. And i do see changes are already taking place. I’m not sure they are enough though. I know the scientists are worried. I know we have so little time to stop the worst from happening. To stop the warming up. To stop the oceans from rising up. To stop the dying out of insects and mammals and birds. To stop the impoverishment of this planet.

My own life is changing. I try to live with care. I try to not spend that much money on stuff. I try to buy less. Less clothes. Less furniture. Less food. Less holidays. Less stuff.

I know this will cause difficulties. If only ten percent of the people follow this rule of less less less, people will start loosing their jobs. Companies will go bankrupt. But i don’t see any other way. So we need to prepare ourselves. We need to make sleeping places, we need to make soup kitchens. We need to take care of each other.

I don’t think this will happen tomorrow, or next year. But yes, within twenty years.

We need to be bright and strong and caring. We need to be together.

No left or right, no rich or poor. Together.

Published on February 28, 2020 at 6:00 by

Love love love

Today, the day this post will be published is my birthday. Today I turn 56. I am not sure how this feels. I know it is above middle age, but i still feel young.

Today, Tuesday 25 February, i talked with a friend about what we want in life. I said i am still looking for the love of my life. I also said i feel in conflict with this desire, this wanting in me. I said i know i should lead my own life, do my own things. Not entirely single living though, i am a social being, as are most other people. But to find someone to share my life with, someone to talk with about anything which comes in my mind, and talk about anything coming up in his mind. To be silent with. To hug. To smile at. To hold hands with. All these simple things i miss so much.

I don’t know why my life makes it so hard for myself to live. I don’t get it. I am usually quite happy. Cheerful. Bright. But it is hard. As well.

Another day. Another year. My life turns on. Most of the time.

Published on February 26, 2020 at 6:00 by

Unsure

I slept long today. Not sure why. I made some oatmeal porridge. Read my Iris Murdoch book. Went upstairs and played a little Warcraft. Sitting alone in the house right now. Ted and Aussie are to the movies.

I spend a couple of minutes thinking about the title. Unsure.

Unsure.

Published on February 25, 2020 at 6:00 by

Coffee in the cafe

Saturday morning i went to the small oogstmarkt close by. It was windy. Very windy. There were fewer stalls than usual. I met a friend and we sat on a bench. It wasn’t that cold. But yes, windy. And chilly, sort of. Another friend joined us. I said i had told my housemate that the coffee stall wasnt going to be there, so he would bring along coffee. We waited. We talked a bit. Another friend came by.

When all people we expected had arrived, we had a talk. Someone suggested going to a pub. There are plenty nearby. So we did. It felt like playing truant, spijbelen. (What an odd translation. I didn’t know this word.) We went to the hip cafe around the corner and drank coffee and chatted about all sorts of things. I talked with a friend about the upcoming ending of our western civilization. When will this happen? I talked about my idea of buying less, less, less. With the upcoming doom of people without jobs. That we should help each other. Have old office buildings full of sleeping rooms and soup kitchens. We talked about people without a network of friends surrounding them.

It was a lovely morning. Interesting talks.

And i only have one more month to get invited to De wereld draait door! Damn!

The photos in this post are made Sunday February 23 at the Vredestuin.

Published on February 24, 2020 at 6:00 by

A cleaning up day

Today i cleaned up the gas stove, the chest of drawers standing next to it, the tiles on the wall behind it, the floor below the gas stove and the chest, the pedestal on which the plant stands behind it. I had the radio on, playing loud. I sang along with it. I danced occasionally. The cats were curious. Sniffing around. Looking at me.

I loved it. 🙂

Have a good weekend. Enjoy!

Published on February 21, 2020 at 6:00 by