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‘Adventurous Love’

May 9th 2018, the day I proposed to Aninda and she said yes. I know, we’ve only known each other for a short amount of time. But when you feel like reborn because of newfound love, you travel the world to see the person you love, you feel extremely happy when you’re together with your lover and you feel like you never want to be apart, why wait?

The Builder of Bandung

My great-great-grandfather was known as an ‘Empire Builder’ and he did great things for Bandung, Indonesia. With this blogpost I will tell you the most important things that I know about my great-great-granddad.

Heat

The sun is shining bright and I can feel my skin being touched by it’s warmth. It feels great, but also makes me think.

Fictional Short Story ‘Day 244’

It’s early, 05:00 AM, birds just started chirping, which is a nice sound to wake up to. It’s relaxing and it calms my mind. It’s better than a loud alarm clock or something. I remember the time I had to get up at this hour to go to work. Sometimes even earlier, so that I could go for a short run before work. As a personal trainer it was important to me that I looked good, but also to be as fit and healthy as I could. I went to bed early, and therefore woke up early too. My biological clock is still the same, but the world has changed a lot.

Beautifully sad

I live in Hilversum, a small city in the Netherlands. Close to my house there’s a moor, I used to go there with my grandma when I was young. And now I still go there from time to time. I go there on walks, to think, to ‘get some fresh air’, to enjoy nature and, of course, because my back needs a little bit of exercise. With my back injury I can barely do any sports. I can’t even go for a run, which I’d much rather do. So walking will have to do, for now.

Changes

My life has changed, no doubt. From being active with sports every single day, to not being able to do any form of sport at all. I even made sport my job. I used to work as a personal trainer, giving physical training all day, everyday. I used to play rugby, which made me go to the gym often. Daily routines that I can’t do anymore. I can do sports again in time, but never on the same level as what it used to be and no rugby. And with my current situation I don’t see myself going back to the same line of work either. It’s time for (more) change.

Low inspiration, more fictional?

I haven’t been doing any writing the last couple of days, one of the reasons is that I don’t really know what to write about. I don’t do much on a daily basis, so I sometimes kinda run low on inspiration. And besides the lack of inspiration at the moment, the last 9 days, I’ve been playing this new video game called ‘Sea of Thieves’. A Pirate’s Life For Me.

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Fictional Short Story ‘Recollections of a Gladiator’

I commit my body, my soul, my mind to the glory of this ludus and obey my master, Brutus, at all times. I vow to be burned, beaten, nailed to the wall or die by the sword for honor in the arena.

‘Our’ Planet

We call it ‘our’ planet. But who are we to call it ours? As a species we got very lucky during evolution and are now intelligent enough to call this place ‘Planet Earth, Our Home World’. The planet is round (sorry #flatearthers haha) and it orbits the sun. Planet Earth’s distance is far enough from the sun not to burn and close enough not to freeze. Our planet is in the ‘habitable zone’ of our star and there’s plenty of water on the planet’s surface to sustain life.