Getting there

Today they layed the top floor. Looks more like a home now. We are moving in at the end of november.

There was a lot of work done together with my parents (they are a force of nature). We got rid of the wall making it one room. Got rid of all the pink painted boards covering glass in the doors and the railings by the stairs. And painted almost everything.

Decision time (again)

The creative expressions of political parties are old fashioned, conformative, and dull. By wanting to keep their members happy and at the same time trying to become as big as possible they lose their edge. The political game has a lot of similarities with the commercial one. Only the currency is different: votes instead of money.

It’s going to be hard to decide who to vote for. If the parties as a whole don’t show a face I will look for one and vote for him or her, regardless of political colour (although something to the left would be nice).

Autumn

Summer transcended to Autumn on 06h03 starting with a nice warm day and some raindrops.

In the early morning (before eight) I shot some video in the Oosterpark in Amsterdam. To memorise the day that (the center of) the Sun is directly above the equator and it spends an equal amount of time above and below the horizon everywhere on our planet called Earth.

It’s a good thing

… that people tend to seize their window of opportunity. Most people don’t or don’t even get one. It requires determination, perseverance, courage]] and quite a big dose of luck.

I will never get used to the fact that people are going through the rubbish of others. But they recognise what others missed, finding opportunity. And that’s a good thing.

I know my window of opportunity is now. Hope I’ll be able to seize it.

Historic Haarlem

I was overwhelmed by the history of Haarlem when I walked back to the trainstation after visiting Luc. Especially the light of the evening sun made me fantasise about paradise.

Seeing a homeless person made me yet again aware of this fragile balance and how easy it is to fail at dancing the dance called society your whole life without missing a beat.