FIELD NOTES
Small things I keep thinking about.
Notes on work, travelling alone and everyday life. Usually something happens, I have thoughts, and now they’re here.
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Apparently the hurry starts in the car
I love how relaxed life feels in Portugal. Nobody seems to be in much of a hurry. Until they get into a car. Suddenly, everyone has somewhere very important to be. Preferably ahead of Petal.
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My mood has a parking space
I’ve noticed that my mood now depends quite heavily on where I’ve parked. Or which town I’m in. Or which part of the coast. Same van, same person, same questionable decisions. Different surroundings. Different mood.
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Four minutes of wounded professional pride
Four hours of sleep, a possible fever and some financial uncertainty. An excellent moment to apply for jobs I don’t want, in industries I don’t work in. Apparently.
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Apparently Sundays are for working
It’s Sunday, 11am, and I’ve already been more productive than during the previous three days combined. From bed. Apparently my working week has developed its own schedule.
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The sunset fixed nothing
I spent most of the day questioning pretty much everything about my life. Then I watched the sunset and felt considerably better. Nothing had changed. Except my brain.
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Marc’s Waffles
I’ve been spending quite a lot of time figuring out how to make money. Consulting, digital products, small businesses. Then I met Marc. Marc sells waffles. Three kinds. Quite a concept.
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PROBABLY NEVER FINISHED
Building my website is turning out remarkably similar to building Petal. Lots of small decisions, several unexpected complications, and absolutely no indication of when either will be finished.
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HAIRCUT VALIDATED
I posted a little life update on LinkedIn. New direction, new plans, new haircut. Apparently, one of those has already been approved.
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THE VALUE OF THREE HOURS
I have time. Or at least, that’s what it looks like. But does having more time mean my time is worth less?
