Closing in on 10am, the scent of streets and water. From above, people seem reduced to moving heads with bags and displays, manoeuvring from sight to sight and chatting way too loud. (Getting together what is needed for today. And becoming a part of this flow, for a short while.)
A beer to cool down, up where the morning started. With the windows open at least a bit, one still can hear the flood of voices washing around the corners of old, worn-down, dark, incredible facades. Not even 7pm, sense of time and daily rhythm mostly off track.
(Aufwachen, zu früh, und gefühlt ohne wirklich geschlafen zu haben, aber das sagt nicht viel. Gepackte Taschen, schmutzige Wäsche, leere Flaschen. Ortswechsel, immer wieder vom Vertrauten zum Fremden und immer wieder in einer merkwürdigen Stimmung, die in der Geschwindigkeit vielleicht etwas zurückfällt, am Rande der Autostrada. Kaffee. Sparsames Frühstück. Und dann Etappenwechsel. Habt es mild heute!)
4pm. Mix and match. Applying random filters to random input, curious to see what will ultimately drop out of it. In some situations, procedures and roadmaps are clear and it's obvious where to go next. In some, it boils down to learning by trying and slowly getting a sense how to get closer to a fuzzy goal. Inner geek and inner manager fighting about efficiency and effectiveness of this approach, even knowing this fight is pretty much in vain given the circumstances. The challenges of being pleased with things that are just "good enough".