⁇ From Digital Detox to Data Dizziness
‘Are you busy or are you just pretending?’ someone asked me the other day as I sighed and held my coffee while operating a whiteboard, laptop, telephone and headphones at the same time. The answer? Yeah, yeah. Because even without an abundance of assignments, my day feels like a game of simultaneous checkers with myself. The cause: my blogs. Or rather, the stories, insights, frustrations and ideas that flowed out like a digital detox.
“Silence in your agenda does not mean you have nothing to do.”
The Blog as a Mirror
What started as a way to share my vision of open source, digital freedom and data architecture secretly became a mirror. Each item – from "Down with Windows" until “I have a partner in crime!” – show me how to get away from big tech, get a grip on information chaos, and at the same time build EduNEX, Aeventir and the rest of life.
“A blog is only valuable if you see yourself in it – and laugh at it a bit.”
An Illustration of Chaos
I had an AI make a picture that summarizes my blogs. Result: an overworked version of myself with bags, a laptop on my lap, three students in front of me and five screens full of dashboards. "So this is my head," I thought. And I had to laugh. Because yes – this is exactly where I stand: between being a pioneer and giving presentations, between productivity and pure panic.
“If you can laugh at your own stress, you are halfway to rest.”
The Serious Side of Self-Mockery
Behind that self-deprecation is also a mission. What I try to do with my blogs – and later with EduNEX – is exactly that: Bringing order to the flow of information. Connecting tools, knowledge, people and processes. Not because it's hip, but because we're drowning in fragmentation. And I want to be a guide in that. For organizations, teams and myself.
“Self-spot is only powerful when there is vision underneath it.”
And now you.
So yes, I didn't have a job. But I did have a mission, an AI drawing of my mental state, and a blog that might also encourage you to reflect. What's in your head on that imaginary whiteboard? And what if you were to draw it?
“If you don’t write it down, who will?”