These were the closing words of the semester by one of my favorite professors (she belongs to a rare kind, the one that actually gives a damn…) and I’m not sure you can truly grasp how magical that concept is to a sleep deprived design student that spent the last few months of his life “locked-up” in an underground computer lab (WHY why why did it had to be in the basement?!) or in the work rooms, slaving away on yet another assignment that fills a requirement, the contribution of which to the student or the serene balance of the universe is a complete mystery…  Although I’ll admit, despite this year/ semester being excruciatingly boring I did get a few refreshing directions to my “repertuar ” and I think that because it SO boring I’m more excited then ever to work on something of my own…

“Life” or what we feel it ought to be as young “New-Yorkers” has been mostly a vague concept lately and I am way too tired to find the proper words to describe my excitement to actually have “a slice”, wake up in the morning and enjoy my first cup of coffee (and not cling to it out of sheer despair, sip it as though it was a medicine…), walk around the city and day-dream, ponder things that really matter (like what shade of lipstick should I wear today!) and simply live…. I’m looking forward to experience again this forgotten feeling of freedom, this subtle smile that curls up the corners of my mouth while I stride through the streets of the city… Hello Summer.