He held her close, closer than he should have. He needed to feel her skin and how it feels against his own. Just being this close to her sent shivers down his spine. Unable to say anything, with words stuck in his throat, he felt like he was suffocating. Whatever he’d say would hurt her more, and he wasn’t sure he could bare that. Sometime soon, she broke the silence: – I want you to be happy, whether it’s with your wife, with me, someone else entirely or even by yourself. I just want you to be happy. He pulled…
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The past five weeks have been intense, eventful, powerful – everything I hoped they would be. Over the past five weeks or so, I’ve been to the airport four times in three days; I slept five consecutive nights in five different cities; I took a transatlantic flight. Over the past five weeks or so I spent an incredible amount of time with some incredible people. The adventure began with a team offsite in Orlando, where I met my colleagues for the first time after three and a half years. I hugged them. We laughed, we talked, we drank. In the…
Comments closedLast week I wrote about how I finished my job at Elastic and, unsurprisingly, ever since I’ve been getting questions about what’s next. Changing jobs in this economy is crazy enough, I get that. So first thing’s first. I didn’t get laid off, I quit willingly. I am writing this at the airport, so the priority now is – vacation. Easter is around the corner, which means some family time. Unrelated to family time, I think my mojo for traveling has returned. I’ve been almost constantly on the move for the past four weeks, and I feel more energized than…
Comments closedThe past two weeks have been extremely emotional. When things get intense, I eat copious amounts of Ben & Jerry’s write. As all good things inevitably come to an end, I am counting my last days with Elastic. It is very bittersweet, as it has been the best job I’ve ever had, and the longest-tenured one to date. So I figured this chapter of my life deserves a short story of its own. The story begins in the summer of 2018… … a year before I will officially join. It was the summer when my dad almost died. I spent…
Comments closedLooking back at 2022, one of the first things I notice is that I had barely written at all. I wanted to. I tried. But my mind would always go blank before I could make a coherent thought. Was it because my mind was so busy elsewhere? Let’s have a look When I think of the year behind me, I have to say it was a year of extremes. I have had some incredible, unbelievable moments, but also some horribly dark and depressing moments. Overall, you could say it was pretty ok, although there were barely ok moments. The year…
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