I once embarked on this adventure via Steemit. At the time, I didn’t even know I was entering the crypto world. I vaguely knew Bitcoin by name, but I had no idea that there was more to crypto. What attracted me was something else: a platform where I could blog, where words were worth something. Where I didn’t have to shout for attention, but could contribute in my own way. Where I could be myself. And yes, the fact that I could also build something financially with this writing was, of course, the icing on the cake.

I've heard it so many times now that I'm actually getting tired of it. "Trump is pro-crypto!" And I'll admit right away, for many, that will have been a reason to think that the crypto party could finally get going. And for a short while, right after his election, it seemed that way. But then came the inauguration, and his actual policy. Then, the memories of many people were refreshed. Trump is not a diplomat. Trump seems to understand little about economics, but Trump understands everything about creating chaos. The financial markets are collapsing, the bull run that finally seemed to have started appears to be turning right around again, and prices are being hammered down on all financial markets. Maybe it's time to ask ourselves a critical question: For whom is Trump actually pro-crypto? For you and me, the average crypto enthusiast? Or mainly for himself and his club of insiders who know how to play the game like no other?

How Did It Happen?Who actually invented time, and why? There is no clock in nature. The sun rises and sets, the seasons follow each other, and life instinctively adapts to these rhythms. We used to live like that, too. We rose with the light, worked when necessary, and rested when nature prescribed. But somewhere along the way, we decided that this was not efficient enough.

After a wonderfully sunny spring week, in which it felt like summer was already here, reality hit hard today. The sky is fifty shades of grey, and as if that wasn't sad enough, the temperature has taken a free fall. Where I was still sitting in the sun in a T-shirt last week, I'm now shivering in my thick sweater. Below ten degrees, seriously? It felt like the perfect day to stay indoors and keep myself busy with pyrography. And to travel back in my thoughts to that wonderful weekend.

It was a weekend full of sun and pleasant spring-like temperatures in my corner of the world. Both my partner and I, but also our Skipper, got the spring fever. I simply did not want to go inside anymore. Being outside, enjoying the sun, and shaking off the gray winter was on my agenda. Now that I have ended up behind my PC late in the evening, it is time to look for a new weekend engagement.

The world today feels like a pressure cooker that is about to boil over. Threats everywhere, uncertainty everywhere. Where a few years ago we thought that things would slowly get better, it now seems as if we are only going further downhill. Costs are skyrocketing, while wages are lagging. People have to work harder and harder for less and less, and you wonder: what are we doing it all for? How long can this go on before something breaks?