Saturday, December 16, 2006

At the end of the day

An empty office is all what is left. I'm only one in it. But this time it's different. I have a feeling of accomplishment. Everything fits so well. The Christmas holiday is coming and everybody around is going home. It was several weeks of hard work. It was a nice team work. We all feel good about it. We are not going to make history, it's just our humble contribution. And now, after the hard work come we relax. This feels real good. If these kind of things continue happening they might change the future, my future. But that will be the future, for now, relax and enjoy the moment. A conquered land, a climbed mountain, a deserted island with one and only one conscious life form, the end of all things, who will be there to see it? It all ends and starts when one is gone and come.

Thursday, December 14, 2006

Another turn

For a moment I though that I already had a plan for the rest of the day. It was to go back home and relax doing some routinely job. No wonder that people around affect our points of view, in an indirect way, in the case. I'm still considering going home but not right away. I think I'll try to linger here longer for a couple or hours maybe. See, the thing is that I was talking a friend and reminded me that my neighborhood is not as nice as this one. Besides, the work at home, although easy, I would have no good earnings from that. Whereas, if I work a few extra hours, I could make a real big difference. I could buy gifts for everyone! Not a bad idea after all.

Sunday, December 10, 2006

What to do for the rest of the day?

Couple of hours after I woke up I had a plan for the rest of the day. Well, quite so. I was planning to finish around two or three pm. It's almost two in the afternoon and I've doing and enjoying this the whole morning. I'm almost done and I'm not sure yet what to do for the rest of the day. I could go home and relax in the afternoon, reading a book, talk with some friends maybe meeting someone at a coffee shop, while I'll keep thinking about the things I was doing in the morning. Or I could keep working and go home later on. At night, I guess. After all, there are so many things to do. But my family will be waiting for me. I shouldn't leave too late. At least before they go to bed. Oh... this is so entertaining. I could go on forever. But we've got time in finite amounts. Maybe I could take a break. Go to home for a while a then coming back. Damn... I wish I could see people more often. This is nice but it's so time consuming... So, what should I do? Whatever it is, I want to feel satisfied and happy by the time I go to bed. I want to think that it was a productive day. So many things to do! I won't have enough time, I know. What if I do something crazy, like taking a long ride in the car and going home at night? I could visit unknown places, take some pictures maybe. Hmmm... I don't know, it's almost two in the afternoon, I should decide quickly what to do for the rest of the day.

Monday, November 20, 2006

At the edge of a new cycle

Soon, I will start a new cycle. I have this feeling that everything is falling into place. It appears that after some years far away from home one starts to feel the need of going back... going back to where one belongs. I thought that when I completed my undergraduate studies the process was not over. Thus, I engaged in pursuing a graduate degree. Now it seems that the process started eleven years ago is coming to a partial end. I like to look back when I was a child and remember how I used to stare at the beautiful pictures of the Time Life books. Those exiting and dramatic images sometimes colorful, sometimes black and white. They sparked my curiosity. My favorite ones were the titles "Mathematics" and "The Universe". In the first one I saw the power and richness of the abstract thinking, in the second I learned about the majestic fusion of geometry with physics carried out by one of brightest minds of all time. I like to glance at those old books every time I go home and remember how puzzled and astonished I was, how eager to learn more and more, to actually understand what was before my eyes...! I went home a couple of weeks ago. This time around it was different. I took the "Mathematics" Time-Life volume and sat down on one of the couches. I started to pass page after page, reading the titles of the chapter, the sections, some of the explanations of the pictures. I got the the picture essay of that chapter and see the black and white, full page sized picture of a man that has behind him a big computer facility. It was the n-th time I saw that picture in the book. I read the note regarding the picture. The guy was Claude Shannon, author of the theory of information which I learned about in the graduate course of statistical mechanics! I felt I had walked a very long path back to the beginnings, to my beginnings. A couple of pages ahead, the same thing. This time it was Kurt Godel. The mathematician that proved that in a formal system, there are true statements that can not be derived from its axioms. The guy who I learned about in the book "Godel, Escher, Bach: An eternal golden braid". That was an astonishing feeling. A feeling of closure a feeling of a fulfilled desire, of accomplishment and happiness. How far do you have to go to make the dreams of your childhood become true? How many more dreams will you accomplish during your life time? If not all of them at least a handful. I've come to a point in which a child's dream is almost reality... and what will be next? Another dream... and other... three more, ten more... The n-th dream!


Starting to think which path it will take. Here, a child is about to be. There, the infinite blackness of the universe beholds.