roots, rain, and raw files

writing this from a cafe in ljubljana. it's raining outside. not the angry storm rain we get in sydney, but a soft, persistent drizzle. it's moody as.

i haven't opened my laptop in 10 days. longest i've gone without coding in years. thought i'd be anxious. checking slack on my phone under the table.

but i'm not. i'm eating potica (walnut cake of the gods). i'm taking photos of old buildings. i'm listening to my grandma tell stories in broken english mixed with slovenian.

she told me about how she moved to australia with nothing. makes my "stress" about a failing unit test feel pretty small.

i needed this. didn't realise how burnt out i was until i stopped running. maybe there's more to life than the commit graph. maybe i should touch grass more often. or cobblestones, in this case.