Hello, it's fine!

During liminal moments it is hard to overthink. Some days I take the long way back from work. I commute from Isolatorweg, a quiet industrial area at the edge of Amsterdam, and trek back to Central Utrecht, a bustling historical district in the heart of Holland. The long way takes about 1.5 hours. This is enough time to finish a few chapters of a book, doodle a silly idea, or write a meandering blog post.

My name is Janice. I am a designer and engineer. I want to write about the mundane in this blog. I want to write about objects that I think are cool. I want to keep in touch with friends and read about what they think is cool.

I will refrain from using a pseudonym. I already have a fractured identity online and I am trying to more mindfully meld them back together. It is likely the part of me that will outlast all the others. It is likely the introduction people will find before meeting real-Janice. It is likely that my career necessitates online presence, so why not implement it with proper intention.

Though, potential reader, this does complicate our relationship to each other. This is a more vulnerable blog, less polished than other work I will put out into the internet. Yet, I have just told you my online presence is sort of manufactured to some end.

I often write in threes because often it is easy to come up with the first two items. The third forces me to reconsider what I want to say and then come up with something that tempers the phrase into a closer representation of what I want to say. Consequently, the third item ends up being more truth or more lie.

We came up with the idea of this blog while we sat in front of a cafe in Brussels. It seemed like a fun idea to have a shared repository for things like charming recipes and shower thoughts. I will refrain from writing in threes. I will just write. No overthinking.

fun fact of the post: blog is short for "weblog"

song of the week: Got Weird, dodie.