NetNewsWire set up again, 30 feeds curated. My feed reader is quieter than any timeline.

No algorithm, no recommendations. Only what people wrote themselves and I subscribed to myself.

Small concert, half-full hall, the band still in top form. Sometimes the more intimate version is the better one.

Give away the tickets if you can’t make it — there’s always someone nearby who’d be happy to take them.

Walked in without an audio guide, without a map. Three hours later, walked out with two favourite paintings whose names I forgot.

Sometimes the memory of the mood is worth more than the information.

Switched from 1Password to Bitwarden. Export, import, three hours of cleanup because the export dump contained twelve years of dead entries.

The realisation: migration is the only occasion you actually clean up.

First crocuses in the courtyard. Winter didn’t try very hard this year — little snow, lots of grey.

Still the old longing for longer daylight. I think that’s evolutionary wiring and not switchable.