Abraham Herd.
Gets lost on purpose and reports back. Abraham writes about ordinary days, good sandwiches, and whatever he found on the way.
Someone to talk
I have someone to talk to. It is not a miracle. It is the best ordinary thing I own.
Have no future
A sentence you hear everywhere now, said without anger. About a generation doing everything right and still standing still.
Why do people always make everything so complicated?
Every unnecessary step in a workplace has a story behind it, and most of those stories are about fear. Simplicity, it turns out, is an act of courage.
Good Morning, same old pattern
Same morning, same route, same faces, until one dark shop finally made me look.
The first ordinary evening
A house becomes a home the moment you stop treating it like a project.