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A Jump in My Chair Thunder, a jump in my chair, pasta on my trousers. I smile. Sixteen years ago, on a riverbank, the same sound meant something else entirely. https://my-notes.dragas.net/2026/07/27/a-jump-in-my-chair/ #MyNotes #Blogging #Memories

It's 22:53 At 22:53, I move through space and time, between my home, my memories and the people I love. Then, at 22:55, I return. Here, now. https://my-notes.dragas.net/2026/07/16/its-2253/ #MyNotes #Blogging #Memories #TimeTravel

My Fog An old, blurry photo brings back the memory of a walk through the thick fog - a protective blanket where the world fades away, sounds are muffled, and the only certainty left is your own thoughts. https://my-notes.dragas.net/2026/07/09/my-fog/ #MyNotes #Blogging #Fog #Memories #Life #Reflections