The transcendent power of a weekend
How amazing it is the power of a weekend as threshold! Unbelievable that a Monday can mean so much to work in contrast on how much not-work a weekend has! in Berlin, life can be crazy, and money is scarce, yet rest assured you will be busy as hell.
In my case, and this might sound a little odd, yet during the weekend I found out about the next things.
- My landlord can’t live anymore with his girlfriend, so he is interested in moving back.
- This means I have to initiate apartment-hunting mode now (PANIC LEVEL INCREASING).
- Important changes are coming to the office soon. Priorities and projects changed, and I love been in the eye of hurricane for that, but timing is hell on this event.
- Aside of the changes in the office, the things that did not change in essence, will accelerate pretty fast. Shit is moving on! Networking, when done right, can make things go vertigo-mode.
- My friend from high school, Luis, is in town and we are bonding as friends in a way I did not expected after so many years of not having even a conversation. Additionally, Berlin is bigger when shown by foot and walked into. We visited the Pergamon museum and now we are trying to make it into one of the Philarmonic orchestra shows.
- In the times I am living, planning for a 12-year horizon is as useful as planning for a 60-year horizon: useless.
- The mixture of apartment hunting + changes in the office + acceleration of the current status + sticking to the new years resolutions + receiving my cool friend Luis and touring around + Maintaining a meaningful relationship with a wonderful woman who is in the other side of the Atlantic ocean = AY MAMA!
So, to work, to think, tighten the schedule and be more productive! Yikes! The take-away from this situation in my life, is that there are a lot of false things in a previously-over-sheltered-person’s mind. Things do not work better here nor more efficiently. It is you who has to make them that way, And I say this because if not, you fall back out of the whole system.
Remember, in Berlin you never have to stop…