I keep getting blog post ideas by having random conversations with other people, reading other posts or just walking down the street. Brings me some sort of joy as lately I cannot say that my toddler offered me things worth writing about. Meeting some friends for drinks was so lovely, specially as we got to…


Growing up with my grandparents had its perks as we (me and my brother) always got treats regardless if we had lunch or not; they let us stay up late playing outside, scraping our knees and elbows without getting punished for it. What else a child could want more? Freedom was the word for us. We never cared about age gaps and even if I was nine or ten I was allowed to spend time with my much older neighbours kids who were listening to music on a cassette and smoking or having a beer. I considered it educational and not a bad influence because back then people were more honest and genuine and not afraid.