The sign

Today was another cloudy day in Brussels. Was not that bad, I’m starting to get used to this kind of weather. I mean, it’s been cold and hot since the beginning of the life on Earth, and even before – so who I am to argue with things so much more than me?!

I had a strange food for lunch, triangle bread filled with some kind of beacon – me and Dana bought it because it looked interesting and promising. It was a challenge to eat it, but we enjoy it. Life is like a sandwich – sometimes harder to chow but gets better once you get the hang of it

I’ve been trying today to cut down my Internet hours – I do spend too much time online, I get distracted by a new message, by an article, and I loose focus. It might be a good thing after all that I do not have wireless connection all the time – I even might get some time to actually live my life outside the Internet circle. In the morning I started to make 2 lists: one with things I need to do online, like sending the newsletter, posting the press release, send some e-mails, make reservations and the things I can do off-line, like preparing the presentation and annexes for my next training, writing my diary and even reading a newspaper or a book. However, the on-line list was much longer than my off-line list… Something has to be done. So I am writing this text off-line, and I will get online just to post it – this way I will be less exposed to the subversive effect of the elusive Internet world.

I’ve been a book person all my life, and I still seem to enjoy more reading a book or a newspaper article on paper than on-line. Of course, I do consider all the trees the paper has been made of, so I try to borrow a copy instead of buying a new one just for me. And I do try to pass it on also, when I’m done with it. Maybe that’s way I wanted to be a librarian – I wanted to save the world – one book at a time ;-)

I visited my friend Narcis’s place today – a cosy penthouse in the very downtown of Brussels. Of course, I appreciated Narcis’s talent for salad and the space for thoughts the place had. And the elevator. I do live on the 4th floor, in a building with double floors, and no elevator – so I learned to appreciate the benefits of modern technology.

I took a stroll to her place, was not dark yet, so I’ve been at the Cathedral and in the Grand Place on my way. Grand Place seemed somehow smaller; I notice a clock on one of the buildings. Also, there were two beggars playing guitar – and I had a sense of loss remembering the old guy who used to play country music behind the Bourse. Maybe it was just too late for him or maybe he plays only in weekends… or when the sun is shining.

So… there is still hope in the world, we just have to live life as it was given – day by day.