Last weekend I was in London with my daughter for a lovely couple of days and a Bon Jovi concert. We were sitting together in a Costa Coffee when a young couple sat down across us. At first I did not really notice them, only that there were these odd little sounds that kept repeating. Then it clicked, when they stood up and started filming their TikTok dance, the sound turned up loud, with eyes only for the phone that had been carefully positioned for the perfect shot.

A while ago I was stuck on a problem. I had been turning it over on my own for the better part of a morning, and I was not getting anywhere.

Then I walked to the coffee machine. A colleague asked what I was working on, I explained it in two sentences, and before my cup was even full he said something that pointed me straight at the answer. No meeting, no ticket, no scheduled call. Just two people standing next to a machine that makes mediocre coffee, tea for me.

That is the kind of moment I have been missing, and I think a lot of teams are missing it too.

If you have read my blogs before, you probably know about my passion for sports, and for Michael Jordan in particular. But there is a second passion I rarely write about, and that is music. Not just any music, but the kind that truly makes an impact, at least on me. And the more I think about it, the more I suspect these two passions are not so far apart after all.

It was two o’clock in the morning before I noticed the time.

Earlier that evening I had been building an application. I had written all the work in a backlog.md, a neat list of stories, and I let the AI pick them up one by one. It would finish a story, ask me to verify everything, and then close with a simple question: shall I pick up the next task?

And every single time, that question was the trigger. It would be a shame to stop now. Just this one more, and then I’ll go to bed.