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Martin Hähnel

Moving Prep

Talked today in a meeting at work about my concerns of burning tokens - at least partly also for environmental reasons. People nodded along, felt good.

This is just a beautiful beautiful blog post about radical joy as an act of resistance. As you may guess I am not one to hold out much hope for radical change, but it is still emotionally resonant to me, even if I believe that reconfiguring a system is mostly hard work that takes time (and you might not be even able to change the important bits from where you are). Nonetheless: Joy doesn't hurt and there is some romanticism in this otherwise cold heart of mine left for the idea that we can solve things by having fun. And even if that's not true (on its own) it's not a useless illusion either.

Of course I'm getting ill right when the move is starting. Stuffed nose, sore throat. Let's see how I feel tomorrow. We (I) also underestimated the amount of boxes that need to be moved. We (I) thought 60, I now think it's closer to 80 or even a hundred. Have to check it tomorrow, but we'll write the moving company. Let's hope it's fine... Our corgi Napu is having reservations of us moving stuff into boxes and bags. She'll be fine and hopefully love the new apartment.