Closing in on 9am. Wiring applications, plugging models, debouncing keyboards. Always enough dust to be wiped off the track before finally moving on. Bright sun on old facades, no shadows. Everything's still slow somehow.
4pm and on. Disconnected. Filed notes. A brief sigh and a window opened wide. Amazing to experience the aural mood in the neigbhourhood shift and transform along the hours. Always takes a few moments to realign with oneself. Early and late the day.
Office mornings: Concrete drilling. Then and now hitting the steel girders, sending ripples through the whole skeleton of the building and the sea of ones own consciousness that already is a bit more restless today. Split screen, split attention, slow steps. Not getting faster just by being focused but maybe it doesn't hurt either.
10am and on. Some meetings ahead, some behind. Piling up paper with snippets of ideas, scribbles and lines that ought to be text but lost their meaning immediately after being written down. The caveats of using certain tools. And the caveats of communications under difficult circumstances - disagreements on goals is easier to see than disagreements on a currently achieved state. Chilling winds, bright sun.
Unterwegs auf geliehenen Rädern. Wackelig, ungewohnt, unsicher in Fahrt und Organisation. Irgendwann piept das Schloß, nebenan fährt eine Bahn durch die Haltestelle und das Gefühl der Ankunft stellt sich ein, verbreitet eine gewisse Ruhe. Büro-Aufgänge, Fahrstühle, Ausstieg in der falschen Etage, Kommunikation mit Fremden und alles, was ein Montagmorgen sonst noch braucht - aber alle in halbwegs ähnlicher Stimmung. Zweiter Kaffee, schließlich, hoch über den Brunnen. Der Horizont gehört der Sonne.
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