For a long time, I thought the part I enjoyed most was building something.
Over time, I realized that wasn’t really it.
The part that fascinates me begins earlier.
It’s the moment when I try to understand how a system works.
Observing it.
Asking questions.
Imagining a simpler, more elegant, or simply more natural way for its parts to work together.
It feels remarkably similar to what I experienced as a child building with LEGO.
Or to the feeling I still get today when solving a good puzzle.
That’s why I find it difficult to think of it as just work.
If no one ever asked me to do it again, I would probably keep doing it anyway.
During a walk.
While swimming.
Listening to music.
Or on a quiet Sunday with nothing planned.
That’s when the best ideas usually arrive.
When I stop looking for a solution and simply start playing with a question.
Looking back, I realize this has always been the thread running through everything I’ve done.
Not a technology.
Not a profession.
The pleasure of understanding how things work.
And the quiet satisfaction that comes when a solution suddenly feels so simple it seems as if it had been there all along.
The ideas that stay with me the longest are almost always the ones I end up playing with.