Remote Work

I was sitting in a cramped cafe in Lisbon last month, staring at a spinning loading icon on a subpar Wi-Fi connection, and it hit…

I was sitting in a dim cafe in Lisbon last month, trying to finish a cloud migration script, when the headache finally hit. It wasn’t…

I was sitting in a cramped cafe in Lisbon last month, trying to push through a cloud migration project, when my mouse decided to lag…

I was sitting in a cramped cafe in Lisbon last month, staring at a flickering screen and a half-empty espresso, realizing my “optimized” schedule was…

I was sitting in a cramped studio apartment in Berlin last November, the only sound being the hum of my laptop fan and the rhythmic…

I was sitting in a cramped cafe in Porto last month, staring at a half-eaten croissant while my Slack notifications pinged rhythmically against my mechanical…

I’ve spent the last three years working out of cramped cafes and shared spaces in cities I can barely pronounce, and if there’s one thing…

I was sitting in a cramped cafe in Lisbon last month, trying to finish a cloud migration sync, when my cheap, third-party adapter decided to…

I spent three months working out of a basement studio in Berlin last year, and I can tell you right now: no amount of high-end,…

I spent most of my junior year in the university library, surrounded by the hum of fluorescent lights and the frantic clicking of dual-monitor setups…