I caught myself reflecting on two questions that are illogical to answer. “How many monkeys have died since the first Covid-19 vaccine has been tested?” (question number one). Whereas the second one: “How on Earth did we manage before searching on Google came along?".

I’m excited just to picture myself getting on board: if this trip to Vienna materializes, I will be just like a child is when opening presents on Xmas Eve.

What if the entire world’s population acknowledged that a Covid vaccine won't save us from misery until 2021? How many of us can actually cope with the naked truth? The waves of optimism will abruptly perish and we’ll have no choice but surrender to the unescapable.

Officially 38: I think I had a click last night. I’ve always been very scared of getting older (fine, I’m still just a little bit!). But after celebrating my birthday for almost 24 wonderful hours, I realized that I cannot be afraid of one of the most divine things in life: experience.

For the second Saturday in a row after my usual morning shopping, I took a seat in the same Israeli restaurant on the Westerstraat. The outside tables have the best sunlight for a little tan whilst this guarantees me the right spot for my anthropological experiment.

How ironic is it to celebrate birthdays when coming closer to our "eternal rest" is the only certainty that lies within? My husband made a sarcastic comment by reminding me of that just yesterday over dinner.

When you’ve been brave your entire life it just seems outrageous to fall down in tears and let emotions awaken the weakest side that sleeps deep inside of you.

There's an incredibly profound sentiment that resonates from my heart whenever I think about Thailand. Since the very first day I went to this sacred land, I cannot avoid feeling a real deep emotion, almost a certain degree of nostalgia.