It is kind of crazy how many craft beers South Africa has. Considering everything, we are really a small nation and country, but also not. But either way, we have so many different craft beers, I cannot even drink them all. But the idea is to at least try!

Usually I do not write about Hive in my Hive posts. It always feels like breaking a fourth wall, like actors on stage talking to the audience as part of the play but also not. I am not always sure about this relationship of when talking to the audience becomes part of the play but also not. Either way, I rarely do this "fourth wall" break as I see it. I know a lot of people on Hive write about Hive, but Hive to me is more of a creative release, a release of tension that built up through time (the week, the day, the year, my life, and so on). It is only on my Hive Birthday that I write about Hive.

we walked a thousand miles only to realise that we were the ones in control of this story unfolding in myriad of ways that felt so strange yet so beautiful at timesWe needed a cleansing hike. That is, we needed to clear our heads from the buzzing of noises - work, studies, life, money, problems, capitalism and all of its beautiful nonsense. So, what better way to do this than walk in nature to a beautiful waterfall that few people will ever see?

It seems that life is heading its own pace. It does not matter how hard we try to slow down, life itself is speeding up. Either that, or we are sleeping more (and hence having fewer time) to cope with all of the extra work we are having these days.

Finding balance is a delicate art that few will ever achieve. I myself struggle with finding balance. I am either too much to one side or too much to the other. (Or too little to either side.) Being employed (even if only on contract) in academia is always a strange world where balance is severely skewed. For one, you will have periods where you are really bored and without any real work - you anticipate the storm that is on its way. Then, all of a sudden, you are so swamped with work that you literally feel like an exam paper.

It has been almost two months since I left my garden in the hands of my family. Coming home, I saw so much growth, renewed growth, perpetual growth... And abundance. It is strange that when you see something every single day, progress seems non-existent. But as soon as that linearity is broken, change seems drastic and in your face.