  This was my plan for tonight:  get home,  sleep.  So.  why am I here sitting again in front of the computer?  I feel a terrible compulsion to write!
 I feel so good,  so happy,  so excited,  that I have to let it out!  man,  this "
doors of opportunity"  thing have struck me so much latelly,  just yesterday I had a grrrreat talk with a guy that really wants me to be part of a huge project,  taking care of the entire " interface and multimedia"  stuff,
 and we are talking big.  I feel so pumped about everything!  I had a great class today with " el rudo"  this is a class that I always enjoy and well,  I got to talk for quite a while with him afterwards,
 on a " one to one"  basis,  and man he has a lot to share.  Eventhough I am confused about which path to take,  which path to walk,
 I feel so excited about life.  I don't know why really,  is it spring?  whatever,  but I'm glad I'm feeling this way.  still don't know what's gonna happen,
 when I commit to one " path"  I will have to say NO to several other good opportunities,  at least for a while,  and that's a huge responsability in my life.  but you know what?
 the best will happen,  I'm somehow sure.  Today I had a lot of group meetings and school stuff to do,  but eventhough it's still a lot,  I feel confident it's all gonna work out.  I had a great talk with Julian,
 with annette and with Maruccia as well.  they all happened at different times of course.  I really liked talking to Maruccia and than talk got me thinking a lot.  it reminded me of Michael Ende ( one of my favorite authors)  and "
momo"  my favorite book.  The talk was great of course,  and we even talked about spending the weekend together with some friends and all,  the idea sounds great!  and man,
 somehow the " momo"  thing soooo fits in my life and the way I am experiencing it.  it's all about being happy,  about living your dreams and not letting the " expected"
 and the " usual"  life kill you as a dreamer,  it's about making thing happen!  about avoiding the " rational"
 way until you become a " gray fellow"  about taking risks and following your heart.  being passionate.  living.  I just read a little from momo again,
 a quote that I love,  and I shall put it here again:  Existe una cosa muy mistoriosa,  pero muy cotidiana.  Todo el mundo participa de ella,  todo el munda la conoce,
 pero muy pocos se paran a pensar en ella.  Casi todos se limitan a tomarla como viene,  sin hacer preguntas.  Esta cosa es el tiempo.  Hay calendarios y relojes para medirlo,  pero eso significa poco,
 porque todos sabemos que,  a veces,  una hora puede parecernos una eternidad,  y otra,  en cambio,  pasa en un instante;
 depende de lo que hagamos durante esa hora.  Porque el tiempo es vida.  Y la vida reside en el corazisn't that so true?  so great?  I mean,  just think about it!
 a meter is a meter,  100 centimeters put together,  you measure a meter and it's a meter.  period.  same thing happens with a liter,  and all this different standard measures.
 A meter will always be a meter for you,  you always " experience"  it the same way,  see it the same way.  but how about time?
 eventhough my clock may mark " an hour"  I will always experience it and perceive it in different ways.  it's 60 minutes after all,  but they " feel"
 different,  they clearly are not the same,  they can feel like an " eternal instant"  ( like when you give your first kiss)
 or a " terribly long hour"  ( like in a boring class)  because time,  eventhough it's "
standard"  is not experienced the same way always.  it's not all rational,  it deals with feelings,  with matters of the heart.  isn't that interesting?
 despite the fact that in the " material rational"  world,  and hour is an hour,  in the " sensitive subjective"
 world it can be so different.  I'll try and live a life full of good hours and minutes.  filled with great memories and little regrets.  I don't know how I will feel about things later on,  but for now I am pumped and happy.  and I try to keep this up.
 ( as worried as I am about this way that Mr.  Bush is going for agains Iraq,  and all the " evil"  in the world,
 there is still a place for the dreaming and the dreamers,  the hopes,  and those I am sure will trully die last.  despite all their massive weapons)  There is a huge lack of love in this world.  let's see what we can do about it.
