It's funny: my eyesight keeps getting worse as the years go by, but my view of the world keeps getting wider
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life
The nice thing about the years going by is that we accumulate experiences.
Because, in the end, we are beings whose lives are meant to gather memories and experiences.
Goodnight, world!
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Because, in the end, we are beings whose lives are meant to gather memories and experiences.
Goodnight, world!
#Life #Goodnight
Being a Bad Salesperson, By Choice
https://my-notes.dragas.net/2025/05/02/being-a-bad-salesperson-by-choice/
The Last Match I Remember
https://my-notes.dragas.net/2025/07/16/the-last-match-i-remember/
I Just Want to Go Back Home
https://my-notes.dragas.net/2025/07/30/i-just-want-to-go-back-home/
The Azores High and the Symphony of Pistons
...I could hear the late spring birdsong, the warm air caressing my hai... er... face, the peace of a Saturday afternoon. All of this was continually interrupted by car noises.
https://my-notes.dragas.net/2025/06/01/the-azores-high-and-the-symphony-of-pistons/
"Where have you been for the last 20 years?" - The question that changed everything. This isn't a BSDCan report, but a personal reflection on how impostor syndrome stole decades from me, and why it's never too late to find your community and live life fully.
https://my-notes.dragas.net/2025/06/17/where-have-you-been-for-the-last-20-years/
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That all started with the Big Bang
https://my-notes.dragas.net/2025/04/14/that-all-started-with-the-big-bang/
No Masks, Just Us
Okay, I didn't want to go on about this, but...
https://my-notes.dragas.net/2025/06/05/when-we-become-cheerleaders-for-our-own-demise/
A Circle of Strangers
https://my-notes.dragas.net/2025/07/22/a-circle-of-strangers/
"Devote the rest of your life to making progress." #stoicism #life #philosophy
9 September 1943
On 9th September 1943, my grandparents faced fear, hope, and loss in the midst of war. This is their story, told through the memories of that day.
Make Your Own Kind of Music
The sound of classic rock from a passing bike on a summer evening, and the unexpected bridge it creates between two generations. A quiet reflection on the courage to choose your own music, and your own path.
https://my-notes.dragas.net/2025/08/04/make-your-own-kind-of-music/
The Scent of a Photo
My smartphone just showed me a photo, taken exactly four years ago today. I published it on the Fediverse back then, showing nothing but enthusiasm for the great takeout food we had ordered.
The truth was different.
https://my-notes.dragas.net/2026/01/28/the-scent-of-a-photo/
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My smartphone just showed me a photo, taken exactly four years ago today. I published it on the Fediverse back then, showing nothing but enthusiasm for the great takeout food we had ordered.
The truth was different.
https://my-notes.dragas.net/2026/01/28/the-scent-of-a-photo/
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One of the reasons why, over time, I've learned not to condemn things outright is that life itself teaches you something important: sometimes you have to make the wrong choice for the right reasons.
Life is full of compromises. And the more you live, the more you learn (or should learn) to be at least a little tolerant of the choices others make, even when they seem to clash with your own convictions.
In the past few weeks I've had to make decisions I would never have imagined a few years ago. Choices very far from my own point of view. But sometimes reality pushes you into a corner, and the options are simple: give up, or make a "wrong" choice now and fix things later.
A recent example I can share: I advised a client to reinstall Windows 11. I wasn't happy about it, but at that moment there was no real alternative.
This morning he told me their software will soon move to a web-based platform. Which means the next step will be a new FreeBSD server and, at that point, the clients can move to Linux or a BSD system.
Fight your battles. Stand for what you believe in. But try to remain clear-headed.
Life teaches that you often go farther by moving slowly but steadily toward your destination, stopping every now and then to look around.
The Scent of the City
A morning walk through Ferrara becomes a journey through scent and memory - from London coffee to a grandmother's market, from ancient hospital corridors to the unmistakable perfume of fresh bread.
https://my-notes.dragas.net/2026/03/13/the-scent-of-the-city/
The Doctor's Eyes
Curious minds never grow old. Their fear isn't aging, but running out of time to learn.
The Weight of a Millimeter
A distracted driver, a motorcycle crash, and the terrifying wait to see if I would ever walk again.
https://my-notes.dragas.net/2026/02/02/the-weight-of-a-millimeter/
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Where Have You Been for the Last 20 Years?
A personal journey from 20 years of self-doubt to discovering the welcoming BSD community at BSDCan. Sometimes courage comes later in life.
https://my-notes.dragas.net/2025/06/17/where-have-you-been-for-the-last-20-years/
I have some pieces for my-notes that would be, in many ways, much better than what I’ve been posting lately.
But I can’t write them. Or, at the very least, I can’t publish them.
And this is fantastic on the one hand, but a sort of curse on the other. Who knows, maybe one day I will, perhaps in a less direct way.
It might seem sad, but it’s actually the opposite: when some of the best parts of your life can’t be told, it means you’ve lived through some definitely interesting experiences.
The Scent of Freedom
A rubber keychain shaped like a foot, a Piaggio Zip, and the sweet, terrifying taste of independence.
https://my-notes.dragas.net/2026/03/02/the-scent-of-freedom/
The Scent of Freedom
A rubber keychain shaped like a foot, a Piaggio Zip, and the sweet, terrifying taste of independence.
https://my-notes.dragas.net/2026/03/02/the-scent-of-freedom/
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A rubber keychain shaped like a foot, a Piaggio Zip, and the sweet, terrifying taste of independence.
https://my-notes.dragas.net/2026/03/02/the-scent-of-freedom/
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