conversations with myself

mihaela hozmache

Day 359

1st of December 2016

One year today. I was just going through my papers to see what I take with me and what I throw away when I move and then I found this. One year ago today I wrote to Peter. It’s almost one year since I work for him. He’s like my father in so many ways that it’s frightening. I’m so, but so grateful to have him as a mentor.

Day 358

30th of November 2016

Day 357

29th of November 2016

Catching up. Doing my best. 

Day 356

28th of November 2016

I’m at the doctor’s. They’re going to inject me. And I’m afraid. Nevertheless, I’ve had a full day today, that included going for a meeting with the production project managers in Gentofte. We’re gonna focus a bit on smaller projects as well. It was nice to get in contact to the place where it all happens. In Bagsværd, we’re in a bit of an ivory tower and not that in touch with the production reality. Once you get outside you realise that production is what we are and their projects, although small in spendings are quite big in risks. An interesting perspective. 

Day 355

27th of November 2016

Took a long walk and went to Mojoe to do some work. Ended up going home and being lazy, but at least it was a relaxed Sunday.

Day 354

26th of November 2016

Ok, so I’m moving. Peter found me a place with one of his neighbours – BTW, how amazing is that he did that for me?

Ulla is my landlady and she invited me to join and meet the neighbours for the ‘day they put the Christmas lights on’ and then for dinner. 

Wait what? Yes, I had my first dinner with a Danish family. Not only is Ulla amazingly nice for inviting me, but I have also felt good. Really good. It was relaxed and enjoyable and cozy and warm. 

There is this myth going around that Danes are cold. And formal. And weird. There are two possibilities, either they are and I am too, or they are not. I tend to think that they are and I am too. But then again it also depends on who you meet. 

Maybe I’ve been lucky to meet the right people. Maybe it’s because I always expect the worse from people. Maybe it’s because I generally choose carefully and am very selective with whom I let in my life. Maybe a combination of all this.

Either way, my first real Danish experience was amazing. One of my neighbours is a diplomat, another a layer, and another a professor. Not bad.

And Ulla is a Taurus.

Day 353

25th of November 2016

I’m sitting here, talking to God, only to realise that I’m rambling and complaining. I can’t fucking shut all these bad thoughts out. I’m a far way from who I really am. I need to get back. 

Day 352

23rd of November 2016

Coming back to an old love. Coursera. Fluffy stuff. 

Day 351

22nd of November 2016

On the phone with my dad and contemplating beautiful NN2. I’m slowly coming back. Thanks.

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