I started the meeting in a very Sarah way: I absolutely forgot. I was calling my friends, and then suddenly—oops. Meeting. I was so sorry, really, but Fruitloop was calm about it. She said it was okay. Fruitloop even told me she had reminded me one hour before, so yes, that was a little bit…
After three weeks away, I came back from holiday with a relaxed body, a tired brain, and maybe only half of my English vocabulary. Fruitloop was happy to see me again, and I was happy too, but I had to admit: the holiday was too short. It is always too short. We went camping in…
Some Lunch conversations arrive quietly. No dramatic debates. No dragons to train. No rebellious vegetables offering life advice. Just a table of familiar faces scattered across continents, connecting through occasionally stubborn internet connections and carrying the ordinary emotions that come with ordinary lives. Which, as it turns out, was exactly the point. This week we…
I was good that day. Very good, actually. I was at home, and it was raining on her side, so of course Fruitloop thought, oh no, then she cannot go running. But I had already checked the weather app and gone the evening before, so that was okay. Here, my evening was not yet decided….
I came back to my lesson and Fruitloop was like, “Welcome back,” and I was like, yes, hello, I am alive. I missed meetings because last week I worked with my mother for a summer job, and I just forgot about our meeting. I accepted the job and didn’t really look at my schedule. The…
Operating Manual for the Manfred Model This model can be used on Earth and in space. This information is important because any person attempting to operate the Manfred model should first understand that the machine has range, but also conditions. It is not a new model. It is not a luxury model. It is a…
It was finally Friday. My plans were solid, foolproof, and beautiful: do absolutely nothing, rest, catch up on missed sleep, and simply become a world-class couch potato. But in reality? The weekend had a completely different itinerary. The Friday afternoon slump hit me hard—tired, fluish, and lazy. I was desperate to crawl under the covers…
When I think back to the evening of June 5th, the first scene I remember is the start. It was in a field. A simple field, but already full of people, movement, and energy. The first thing I saw was a big tent. The second thing was the barbecue area, which was very nice. And…
This month’s theme is Balance. A few days ago, I found myself standing at the finish line of a 100-kilometre walk. I wasn’t the one doing the walking. That honour belonged to Fabrice. After hours of putting one foot in front of the other, he finally crossed the line, medal earned, challenge completed, looking remarkably…
We began with weather, because sometimes weather is the easiest way to make strangers less strange. In Campo Grande, Ismar said it was 18 degrees Celsius. In Aleppo, Abdullah said it was 35 degrees, and then he added, almost with a smile in his voice, that their heads melt under the sun. In France, The…
