Black box engineering, in between meetings: Changing parameters, watching outcomes change at least for a few cases. Shrug. Repeat. As systematic and structured as it gets, and with the difficult assumption of deterministic behaviour. A bad vibe in everything. More coffee, blinking in sunlight, unaware even of the current hour.
Still mornings, switching to different kinds of liquids to get the voice and the mind through the day. A neighbour across the street, wiping water off his tiny balcony. City traffic. Others peoples public phone call in the backyard, too many details. Electronic letters piling up. Some seemingly had quite a long trip. Due dates and expected outcomes not yet aligned. That kind of tasks.
📷 lost-in-moments
Mittag entlang kurvenreicher Strecke. Mentaler Slalom, einige Schikanen gut genommen, andere nicht. Sommergraue Minuten. Vor der Kneipe wackeln Sonnenschirme im Wind, offenbaren dann und wann die Bauarbeiter, die ihre Pause an den staubigen Tischen darunter verbringen, das Tagwerk immer in Blickweite. Verbindungsversuche, unstete Netzwerke, verzerrte Daten und die Herausforderungen, Ordnung zu schaffen. Hektisch, angespannt, nervös. Sinnieren über Dosierungen und Abgrenzungen. Zu viel. Zu wenig. Aber scheinbar nie passend.
8am and on, somewhere in between morning and noon somewhere like out on wide field, looking for directions still. Homes, offices and neighbours waking up to breakfast and tea. A group of young women heading for the river, following a crowd of screaming and laughing kids. Too many individual stories of mornings under a pale hidden sun.
10am and fast paced motion. Plans revisited, deadlines postponed, boxes put into a new order. Which doesn't keep things from piling up but at least helps getting a rough idea of all the things immediately ahead.