No News from the North

(Jack Johnson - Never Know)

I am not a real blogger. I don't blog to gain many followers, nor to earn money through it. I guess the main reason why I blog is. That somewhere in the future world. The cesspool which will be the 'old-internet' is an archaeologists playground of old idea's and playgrounds to be documented and see what is worth saving. And when that time comes. I just hope someone will read some of my work, and found it worth saving for some reason or the other. I let peer review over to the generation I, and we, will leave behind.

So no, I have no real news from Copenhagen. Well, I do, but since I don't really think people actively read this is anyway. I'll summarize them in bulletpoints:

I moved to a different apartment
Have 2 Dutch female house mates
Found a good airline
Started growing my own indoor garlic
Am still amazed about the naivety of the Danish
Bought a guitar and started learning to play it
've got hurt fighting (just a wrong movement) which crippled me for 3 days
am basically happy.

So, what do I have to talk about? Nothing really. I don't have any problems. Or thoughts that have been bothering and keeping me busy at all. God I haven't been detoxing from contemplation for this long ever before. Besides physics of course.

I sleep well.

You know,
You keep thinking all your life that you'll never have all the answers. And thing is. I still don't, but I never thought I'd run out of difficult questions about myself. Well I do of course, but they are quickly answered. If logical proofs of myself have been stored in my head, and only need little parameter changes to be completed for the new info. So,

No news from the North.