2026 Week 11

A quiet Berlin week of returning to biking

A Bit of Light

This week felt like a quiet shift. Berlin is finally starting to come out of that long stretch of grey—longer than I want to count, but easily over three months. The light is different now. It lingers a bit more. The air isn't as sharp. You can walk without that constant awareness of ice under your feet, without the small tension of possibly slipping.

It's subtle, but it changes everything.


Biking Again

I brought my bike back out this week.

It had been sitting inside for most of the winter, untouched. I avoided riding almost entirely because snow, ice, and the general fear of falling made it not worth it. So getting back on it now felt like returning to something familiar, something I didn't realize I had missed this much.

The first ride to work felt slightly strange at first, but also right. Like my body remembered before I did.

I'm genuinely excited about it again. There's something about moving through the city this way that feels more personal, more alive. I have a lot of plans for riding this year, though nothing too defined yet, just a sense that I want to do more of it, go further, spend more time outside riding the bike like this.

Of course, some things haven't changed.

There's still that one traffic light. The one that takes almost two minutes every single time. It's unavoidable on my route to work. I've tried alternatives, especially on days when I'm in a rush, but somehow this is still the best path overall.

So now it's just part of it again — the waiting, the small frustration, the mental note to leave earlier so it doesn't matter as much.


Quiet Work on Helfer

Work on Helfer continued in the background this week. Nothing loud or obvious, but steady.

Most of my time went into preparing the foundation for something that feels like a meaningful milestone. The kind of step that unlocks other things later. I've been focused on getting everything in place—making sure the setup is solid, that all the requirements are handled properly, that nothing important is missing.

It still feels a bit too early to say exactly what it is. Even writing about it now feels slightly cryptic. But I can sense that I'm getting close to something that will make sharing progress feel more concrete, more real.

Maybe next week I'll be able to talk about it more openly.


Alone in the House

The house has been quieter than usual.

There's a different rhythm when you're alone for a while. Things slow down in a certain way. More space to think, more space to notice small things. It's not particularly dramatic, just… noticeable.


Looking for What's Next

At the same time, I've started thinking more seriously about finding a new apartment.

Nothing concrete yet, but the idea is there now, sitting in the background alongside everything else. It feels like one of those transitions that takes time to unfold—searching, considering, waiting for the right place to appear.

For now, it's just another thread running through the week.


Till next time, Bosun