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Retired. Enjoying life. 451
Playing Super Metroid on my SFC, plugged into a good PVM, in the living room, wrapped in cozy clothes and my old blanket, with my better one next to me going through Blue Prince, that’s how I imagined my adult life as a kid. I won life.
November 10, 2025 at 5:19 AM
Been to Tokyo so often it is now my second home but never imagined I’d one day end up meeting my international friends during TGS in a piglet café.
September 27, 2025 at 7:34 PM
The city is alive and has lived. I see, smell, touch, hear, taste, and feel life everywhere. It is a place for humans, made by humans. I like its chaos, I like all the details. I like how this place is marked by humanity. It’s cozy. It’s wonderful.
September 18, 2025 at 4:55 AM
Porto is one of my favourite places in the world. I like its musicality. It’s warm, by its weather and its colours. I like how everything feels human size, tactile, living. I like how walkable it is. I like its shapes. I like its shadow.
September 16, 2025 at 3:39 PM
The ability to carry so much, basically an entire home with us, also ties to a certain idea of freedom. A sort of self reliance. Be able to go anywhere. Whenever we want. To be detached from anything. Free to move. Free to live. The ultimate freedom fantasy.
August 14, 2025 at 6:23 AM
It’s like a sort of management game. It procures the same type of fun as playing Unpacking or Tiny Bookshop. Or even Factorio. There is something fulfilling, appeasing, and so satisfying about making something neat and beautiful with limited space and resources.
August 14, 2025 at 6:23 AM
Went on a road trip in a van for the first time. It was surprisingly good. I didn’t expect to enjoy it so much. And it gave me a whole new perspective on why people like to camp, the appeal of a mobile home, or why so many dream of those tiny homes and van life experiences. It’s like a game.
August 14, 2025 at 6:23 AM
I realised recently that despite telling all my friends about Paris and the vivre à la française all the time, if I were to choose only one place to stay, it will be here in Marin. It will be here in California.
August 14, 2025 at 5:42 AM
But it isn’t. I don’t even work anymore! I’ve retired. I can be anywhere. I’m here because I choose to. I’m here because I adore this place. And I also realised that despite how much I appreciate Paris, Tokyo, or Moorea, I’m always excited coming back home.
August 14, 2025 at 5:42 AM
This trip made also me realise how much I enjoy California. It’s easy to take everything for granted and even easier to be cynically thinking that I’m only here because of job opportunities. For many years, I thought so. Or at least, I never considered anything else but work.
August 14, 2025 at 5:42 AM
After more than a decade and a half, I finally visited the Sequoia National Park. What a wonderful place. I still can’t believe how majestic are those trees. And being able to sleep and wake up beside them is an extraordinary experience and a true luxury.
August 14, 2025 at 5:42 AM
The Warmthcrafts Manufactureと言うブランドは聞いた事が無かったけど、この鞄を初めて見てから直ぐに気に入った。馬革とコードバンのスペシャリストだから、迚もユニークな鞄を作っている。製品はすべて自家製で手作り、最高の素材で作られている。例えば、この革は日本の新喜皮革からで、金具は侍の刀を作る職人が手がけたもので、ジッパーもYKK製だ。
BAUMと言う鞄を見てから、一瞬で「これが欲しい」と思った。デザインは私の大好きな古いLVのSorbonneに少し似ている。色も迚も綺麗で、触った時に不思議なくらい柔らかくて気持ちいい。すごく幸せだった。
July 16, 2025 at 9:08 PM
Just finished Butter, what a fun read. The ending made me think of a something I heard growing up: « I would rather cry in a BMW than laugh on a bicycle ». How ironic considering I sold my bimmer a few years before moving to Marin, where everyone lives on a bicycle.
July 15, 2025 at 7:27 AM
I was in my early 20s when I lived in London. Been told to buy proper shoes when visiting clients. So I got those Church’s, the most expensive shoes I’ve bought back then. The next day, I got rejected by 3 places back to back because I wore shorts. Or maybe white socks. Who knows. It’s Mayfair.
July 1, 2025 at 12:07 AM
I never really believed in that « it was better quality before » but have to admit I’m surprised that my tees and jeans are still almost intact. Ok, some stains here and there because I literally played football, rode bikes, and repaired gears in them, but they are solid.
June 29, 2025 at 10:50 PM
Also brought my hundreds of CDs back from mom’s. I’m so happy they still play well, all in superb condition. The Beosound 9000 and Beolab 8000 might not be the most accurate anymore by today’s standards but it is still the most stylish way to play music.
June 29, 2025 at 10:50 PM
Been disconnecting from the digital world more and more; finding wonder in the analogue world again. Recently, one of my best friends has been teaching me how to cut woods. I didn’t imagine it to be so skillful. Such a fun experience.
June 29, 2025 at 7:12 PM
As long as artists, artisans, athletes, all the humans, keep feeling and have that desire to share with others, we will not be replaced. Despite all the negativities of today’s world, I remain optimistic. I still believe in us. I adore our planet. I adore us. Humans.
June 13, 2025 at 10:04 PM
After training so hard, dedicating an entire life, sacrificing so many years, and still not able to win, I feel it. And when we win. I feel it too. It is truly impossible to describe it. That transmission. And in football, I feel them all. The players, the gaffer, the staff, the stadium. Emotions.
June 13, 2025 at 10:04 PM
For an instant, for a moment, for a period, we are there with them. And when you are a supporter like me, you are sharing it all the time. When l’OM loses, I lose. I feel that defeat. I feel that sadness. I feel that frustration.
June 13, 2025 at 10:04 PM
But the main reason, for anybody watching sports, is sharing. Why would anyone watch the Olympics when any car goes faster than any human? Why bother watching chess when no one beats any machine? Because when we watch sports, and when we root for someone, a team, we are sharing their pain.
June 13, 2025 at 10:04 PM
My better half always wonders why and how I can be so emotional watching l’OM. Why do I even bother watching football so often. Why do I like it so much? I asked myself that question for decades. I thought it was nostalgia paired with my obsessive personality. Maybe.
June 13, 2025 at 10:04 PM
I’m fascinated by the fact that after years, decades, centuries or even millennials, people can still look at a piece of arts and feel what those artists felt. And that is uniquely human. There is no meaning behind a machine, no feeling, no sentiment, and therefore, no such dialogue.
June 13, 2025 at 10:04 PM
I always looked at product as a medium for the creator to communicate with the users. And when we interact with a piece of arts, we are creating a dialogue with the artists and sharing that one’s emotions. And what’s extraordinary is that it could traverse time.
June 13, 2025 at 10:04 PM
Someone who was horny, anxious, sad, joyful, depressed, happy, etc. Someone who felt a rush of emotion so strong that the only way to deal with it was to share it with others. A struggle that was so immense that the only way to survive was to write, paint, film, develop, sing, or play.
June 13, 2025 at 10:04 PM