4AM: first alarm rings, snooze, snooze, snooze
5AM: up, shower, no breakfast, out in a cold with my dear morning friend – pink vintage mini-bike.
5:30AM: The rain is pissing down, I’m on my way to work. God bless Brussels for a downhill slope all the way down until the historical centre, sometimes I feel like fixing some wheels to my bed and rolling it down to work. So far my bike does the job.
6AM: Kids! Don’t ever become visual merchandisers! Or you’ll be doomed to start at a very unhuman hour – 6 AM is early. Luckily the seasonal kick-off presentation that I have to do begins at 9 o’clock – time enough to prepare.
11AM: lunch – there’s a dead pigeon on the balcony of the neighbouring building. He’s been there for a while, but I don’t even want to think about what he will look like when the weather gets warmer.
3PM: work is done. I’ll pass by Hema to get a new storage box and an organic food shop for some shampoo and pasta.
4PM: every time I go up with the lift at the Palace of Justice I feel like I’m in Stockholm. It’s just like going from Gamla Stan to Söder with the Slussen lift. I suggest we flood Brussels a little, for the closer resemblance.
I’m on my way to a paper shop, casually tempted by the tasty macaroons at Paul. One can not resist the pistachio flavour!
I think this is a graphic design agency, but I love their windows.
Always wanted to take a picture of this Brico parking lot – it’s just around the corner from my place. Well, here it is now.
5PM: home! Tea time. Quick shuffling around of the groceries.
I’ll finish my day at the photocopy shop and have a lazy evening in front of the computer screen – not that I have much of the evening left – tomorrow up at 5 again.
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