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There’s an old saying: “Sometimes what you are looking for is just in front of your eyes”. I partly agree with this one, though it would be better with the ending: “is just a wee-bit hidden”. Basically when we are looking for something (either consciously or not) we assume it’s well hidden just because we didn’t manage to find it yet (from our first attempt). So we devise the weirdest strategies of hiding things and assume that’s what “those people that hid it” thought of. Based on this behavior, you only need to hide something a wee-bit so that it’s practically (at least for a longer period of time) untraceable. Or, if I am to switch sides here (just for the purpose of getting closer to reality), I will not find something (not quickly enough) that is just a wee-bit hidden from me.

In the old days, I had a very good friend with who I made a sort-of-a-bet: if we were to enter our bar in 15 years from then to meet each other, I said that she would already have half-a-dozen kids. She said that I will be wearing a suit and better pay for the drinks.

There’s my future reading machine!

I was (not by accident, but because I wore a suit at work today) remembering and pondering about this today. It seems that my predicted future is starting to get a hold of me. I’m saying that because I am now in that point where wearing a suit is a best-case scenario. Although it may sound weird (at least for me), there are many more variables that make this the best-case scenario. I can’t help wondering if she’s anywhere close to my situation (about facing that future that was predicted one drunken night, in a bar, by a couple of kids that had nothing better to talk about). I thought for a couple of seconds to get back in touch with her and do a little tracking on the situation, but decided against it: I choose to be surprised.

Other random stuff from my life: this font really is brand aligned; I’m writing a post on my blog for the first time from my laptop (received from work); I’m going to Denmark to celebrate another friend of mine getting married.

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I know for quite a while that I hate my place, but I’m still having trouble on the “why?”s. I discovered today (I know… it was a long trip home) part of that answer: I really miss two concepts that have disappeared from my life when I moved into this place: “the couch” and “the balcony”.

Food for thought: Did you ever think of what you used to say (when you were a lot younger) your dreams in life would be? Is there any chance of that still being real today? Be curious!