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One minute

One minute: a splash of a moment or an infinite of time. When jetlag hits, minutes loose their physical delimitation, they expand, they turn into eternities. Lying in bed at 3.30am I cannot but count the pulsing seconds on the clock of my bedroom walls. It takes 60 seconds to make up a minute and less than 60 seconds to connect to someone at first instance, to reject someone on a first impression, to assess whether a situation is beneficial or dangerous for yourself. It takes less than 60 seconds to form an...

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12 April

I am playing with the fries on my plate in the Ikea cafeteria in Brussels. In Anderlecht to be specific. Somewhere in the neighbourhood the police had captured Abrini, one of the three terrorists who had conducted the attacks in Brussels on the 22nd of March. "Bad luck, they were not even planned for Belgium", I hear some guys behind me talking French. You cannot escape the media's these days. Life as we know it flows everywhere around us. The same fries with the same meatballs of the same size with...

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8th of April

It's a regular day at the office. As regular as it can be given the fact that the office is actually MY office and that it opened exactly one month ago. As ordinary as it can be with phone calls every hour to check on kid number 2 who has missed the spring camp because he did not meet the required age, therefore he spends the day on his own or with me in the same office, totally in love with his Nintendo. On such a common day at the office I...

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