Spring break may be only a week here, but the collective sigh of this little university on its arrival can size up to pretty much anything. It's the last month before graduation and a hushed sort of sentimentality is rife. Third years can often be glimpsed casting sombre gazes here and there whenever their lab or thesis work lets them escape. I'll be grad-schooling in marine microbiology here in Bremen and partially immune, but the IUB bubble is still about to burst. Anyway, let's see what the next few days will bring; starting tomorrow, I've got some culture (microbial) junkies to check out.
A lone owl hoots contentedly, enjoying the breeze coursing through its feathers in the trees outside. Just the thing after another Wing Tsun practice session. The style is very counter-intuitive to me; the other martial arts I've practiced had similar philosophy, but very different kinesthetic composition. Well, I needed to shed some habit energy - I've been too settled in pre-buffered perception to appreciate my owlish friend unfiltered. Diligence, diligence...when will effortless meditation appear?
