say hello …

… to the new graduate assistent at the … and now hold on to something … chair in theoretical communication engineering. Yep, I can’t believe it either. Very temporary though. But still … me!!! There!!!!

So, the major content of this entry is work (Not my new job though). How boring. or maybe not …  I have to tell you something very funny indeed: I am doing something I would guess most people are doing: Getting up while it’s still dark and start working. Once I managed the first I feel kind of … hm … how to describe it … its almost a kind of an adventurous feeling. I am still puzzled why that is – maybe because until now getting up in the dark usually meant something like that … trekking Nepal for example. Or it is simply so new to me that it has the exilharating feeling all new stuff carries. Anyway – if somebody would have told me a couple of months ago that working on a grey November morning gives the same amount of pleasure as lying at a carribean beach I would have laughed. But whether you believe it or not – its absolutly true. Which doesn’t mean in any way that I wouldn’t enjoy that beach feeling anymore… any time …as soon as possible . But this is the first time in my life (I know, kind of late … but hey…) that I seem to grasp the full meaning of the saying “the mind and the thoughts are free” – and along with it comes the same exhilaration and joy that also comes along while travelling. The enjoyment of going on and on and discovering new grounds also seems to be the same in thinking and travelling. Or maybe its just the generell feeling of being able to choose where to go next … But what’s thinking anyway then travelling with the mind. I don’t even enjoy drinking quite as much as I used to because it collides with my ability to think. Or am I just getting old and boring? :-/ (Exceptions my occur any time though. Old people just have their habits.)

So – it seems to me that this kind of joy is a  part of feeling free.  Reverse: it isn’t work itself or every day life what makes people feel depressed. Its the feeling of being captured, trapped by something and not being able to change the course. Which is – if I remember correctly my pyschologist years and years ago – the feeling people have when having depressions.  And what do we learn of that? Its all in the head and in your hands guys – so to speak. I just hope that I will remember that on one of those other bad days which I am sure will be coming along shortly

And just in case anybody feels like asking: NO, MY THESIS IS NOT FINISHED YET!!!