Ringers, Alkmaar in 2019
Now modern apartments, only then in its final days.

Now modern apartments, only then in its final days.

Sometimes, you are telling your story so confidently. How elegantly you solved that solution. Then you get that one question that silences you for a couple of seconds, you look around the room, everybody is staring at you and wondering what is happening. All you can say is “… o shit”.
We can become so blind to the omissions in our stories that we overlook the most obvious shortcoming, that question that we overlooked and we should have an answer for.
Today was one of these days. We worked on this for a year and a half, and then this person in the audience asked, “And what if this XYZ widget in your thing here fails?”
… Silence … o shit!
From Murakami’s The City and Its Uncertain Walls:
Zijn moeder was van nature meegaand en ze rekende het tot haar voornaamste plicht om geen moeilijkheden te veroorzaken.
His mother was compliant by nature, and she considered it her first duty not to cause trouble.
Such a Murakami sentence.
Unexpected crossing in the fields around Krommenie.
