What now?

After several weeks of sleepless nights (many spent partying, not writing), more cups of coffee than my body could tolerate, desperation and feeling absolutely stupid, fighting with laptops and computers, juggling between work and good-bye parties of disappearing friends, and hating the Fringe crowds, I have finally submitted my dissertation (about an hour ago)! Now I'm officially unemployed and completely free. I've been released into the world of uncertainty and I have no idea where I'm going next.

Hallucinations

I don’t know if this is the effect of no sleep, lots of alcohol and the hustle of the Fringe, but I swear I saw an Indian and a Greek guy talking Russian to each other last night in a beer tent.

... dissertation ...

"I like work; it fascinates me. I can sit and look at it for hours."
- Jerome K. Jerome

Alla

She is persistence and fortitude; no matter what happens, she goes on; she has that kind of optimism, which makes her laugh at her own misery. I really admire her. She is the one whom I think of when the whole world is just too bad.

I wish I was there more often for her, when she really needed me, when she was left alone to survive and find her way. I wish we never had that fight which drove us apart for many years.

We are friends again. We are close emotionally, but miles apart geographically. It is a little too late… If you lose something once, you learn to appreciate it if you get it back. Now, I know not to take my friends for granted. Here is my apology for all the lost opportunities we never had, and a hope for many years of friendship to come.