I write about nuclear security, technology, systems thinking and the cool things I build along the way.
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Strolling through Brussels, beneath a weeping sky, where each end is whispered with the wind. Here, amidst the greys, the city's cartoon murals hint at joy—a reminder that even on the dreariest days, colour finds a way to bring a smile.
On so many things, in so many ways, like the sun, fading into its myriad hues, parting in silent eloquence.
Wherein I consider a life's true balance.
Wherein I find friendship in travel.
May contain Kerosene, Propylene Glycol, Artificial Sweeteners, Sulfuric Acid, Rum, Acetone, Battery Acid, red dye#2, SCUMM, Axle grease and/or pepperoni.
What goes up must come down. Even if it does complain the whole way.
