Holiday practice

Jingle jingle in my head

That ‘ you should’ I push away

With mails and documents

That only drain.

Holidays are often theoretical

And the duties hang on my arm.

More practice is needed.

Control travel

I contract my muscles
Crunching over control
Of little Excel cells and tiny data points.
The scenario they picture
Is the natural reality
Or the translation of my expectations?
With a joyful papercup of Black tea in my hand
And a backpack of numbers and theories,
I travel through unseen possibilities and questions that hide treasure doors.