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Remember how I bought a PlayStation 5 Pro at the end of March because I knew the memory-related price hikes were just around the corner, and because I also knew I’d end up buying one later this year anyway because there was no way I was going to miss GTA VI when it finally comes out?

I remember, and I couldn’t be happier with that decision. Have you seen the extended gameplay trailer? That is a video game I’ll actually be able to play in just a couple of months! It looks incredible. I genuinely can’t wait to get my hands on it.

Hanna and Luis are in the process of moving from Glasgow to Venezuela and stopped briefly in Germany to take care of a few things and visit some friends. I was one of them!

A very special day with the most special person.

It’s sometimes hard to cope with the fact that all my friends improve so much at running in such a short time, even though I train three times a week.

We drove to Bremerhaven, very close to where I grew up, to visit the Klimahaus and my father. It was a surreal experience to be in those places with Anna. I usually try to avoid going there, but this time it was nice, even if Linus, my father’s ageing dog, tore a ligament later that day while trying to chase a cat.

I love winning battles against that inner voice telling me not to do hard things. It feels great.

This is somehow not as shocking to anyone else as it is to me, but how was this cocktail only invented in 2008? We had smartphones then! How did nobody, in all those years before that, think to smash up a bit of basil and throw some random alcohol into it?! It’s absurd!

My journal entry from two years ago (just a classic text-based journal) ended with me promising myself I wouldn’t spend my birthday alone the following year. And I didn’t.

Last year, I invited my friends over on the evening of my birthday, and it was wonderful. Now many of them have babies, so this year I invited them over on Sunday afternoon for coffee and cake instead. It was great.

I went to bed blissful and full of gratitude.

Visiting Tower Bridge while melting wasn’t exactly a highlight of this trip, but I’m glad I saw it.

We had quite a social day. Notting Hill is unbelievably beautiful.

I expected to like Edinburgh more than I did. The people were great, but the city just didn’t have the right vibe for me.

What's up with GBP? It feels like fake plastic money!

Our second to last day in Barcelona.

I miss my little Boldu buddy.

Not even the very expensive tickets could lessen my amazement about Sagrada Família.

Who needs meteorology when my head forecasts the weather?