Sometimes I really need to “dehumanize”... After a hellish work week, you’re ready to watch your favorite series with your favorite drink and snack. And then the doorbell rings. Do you know that feeling? That feeling you get when someone unexpectedly knocks on your door at the most wrong time. No, you can't be angry, the sweet face of your neighbors' kid is at the door. With the request to buy waffles. You know, vanilla or with chocolate. You've been tired of those for a long time because every association and sports club are selling them. To feed their cash register. I will get straight to the point to talk to you about “dehumanizing”. According to Wikipedia, this is a process 'in which the humanity of a person or group is denied'. But I like to use it in a completely different context, not at all in an inhumane way or anything. And 100% about myself. The thing is, I recently went to Ostend alone for 10 days. To dehumanize. Something I need on a regular basis. N...