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Last published Thu, Jul 26, 2018
Memento Mori - Remember that you will die.
Time is an amusing thing. Three minutes standing in front of the microwave oven, waiting for our lunch, seem like an eternity. Yet days and months can pass in blink, without leaving any trace behind. Therefore, people like us write.
In this collection of articles, you will find thoughts, stories, and some lessons I learned here and there over the years. Most of the time, they will be light-hearted. I hope that you will find something useful here.
Or at least some amusement.
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