When a door closes, a window opens

This Sunday morning did not take off as I expected - that's the main problem with expectations, they never turn out the way you expect - that's way Dickens wrote such a big book about that;-). So as I was walking through an almost deserted city ('cause who the hell wakes up at 9.00 in Bucharest when outside is clouded and all you need is just a feeble excuse to stay in bed?! ), with a tear coming down my cheek from the strong wind. Heading towards the library, I was trying to remember what was I suppose to do today... and not much came to my mind. However, just in front of the library, a car pulled in and my teacher from the University and my mentor emerged. Well, talking about coincidences... somebody up there definitely must love me because suddenly everything started to make sens. A lot of people told me in the last 2 days they've seen me on TV, but when he said it, it really make a difference. Then we talked about my PhD proposal, and that I wanted to be a joint PhD and right then I found my motivation for the years to come. And I realized that the old saying, when a door closes, a window opens, is true. So I didn't even try to remember what was I suppose to do in Bucharest - it didn't matter anymore. I jumped in my car and drove all the way to Ploiesti to a decent Internet connection and space and silence to write my PhD proposal. Many of the things I've accomplished were because my mentor trusted me unconditionally. He trusted me when I didn't trust myself, when I was too young or too inexperienced to see clearly what I can accomplish.


So waking up early in a Sunday morning was the best thing that could happen to me... should do it more often ;-)