boxes

boxes

A while back, I was sitting in my little blue box on a black lane meant especially for boxes. I stood still, surrounded by many other boxes. There was no movement at all. Strange, really, that my life is full of boxes. A box I live in, filled with smaller boxes...
a pink bunny

a pink bunny

Every (good) story begins with… Long, long ago in a land far, far away. And that is why I am starting this story differently. Not so long ago, there were three men: a walker, a long jumper, and a bartender. They had met at the bar in a smoky bar. They had fallen a...
feel again

feel again

Early Monday morning, I’m driving to the office on ‘autopilot’. Still a bit tired, because I have finished my first three days of the NLP training. Rotterdam – Delft here we go again…. On the radio ‘Feel’ by Robby Williams. A...