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Putzig: wenn Menschen statt Umlauten die “einfache” Version der Vokale nutzen: Musli, Tschuss, mude, Kuche,... Funktioniert auch andersherum: drücken (statt drucken), Küss, Süppe,... nötig: dass Menschen verschiedener Berufsgruppen - vor allem bei einem Gefälle im sozialen Prestige/Status/Ansehen dieser Berufe - sich im Alltag begegnen und dieselben Orte aufsuchen. zB wenn auch Bauarbeiter:innen und Hausmeister:innen in der Uni-Cafeteria Kaffee trinken, selbige auch zur Betriebsversammlung des Forschungsinstitutes kommen oder Ärzt:innen und Krankenpfleger:innen zusammen ausgehen. drollig: wenn das Herrchen oder Frauchen den Vierpfoter eher über die Straße ziehen als anders herum. Gute Analogie für schlechte Führungskultur in Teams. irritierend: es klingelt an der Tür. Stimme an der Gegensprechanlage: “Kann ich mal kurz rein?” - Klar, aber - wer bist du? erfrischend: Grunzen. Könnte man viel öfter tun.

 This week's insights (so far): - Stress and worries are subjective perceptions. What you consider an easy task might be a tough challenge for me. Everyone has their own threshold for when things get too much or too difficult to handle.  - Coffee helps. Almost always. Except from when trying to fall asleep.  - Spending time with friends and family is nice, but when introverts don't get enough alone time, we can't enjoy others' company either. Fill your batteries first. There's no obligation to be sociable all the time. - Shitty days can get better. The next day at the latest.  Maybe not what spring looks like, but a hommage to the grandiosity of beds - Wrapping yourself in the soft coat of sleep can magically remove worries overnight.  - Spring hasn't come yet. So let's enjoy the last days of winter doing what we will be too busy to do during summer: Drinking tea, reading the newspaper, streaming videos and wearing woolen socks. 

German Spring. When your backpack is full of ... - clothes you needed in the morning because it was three degrees - sunscreen you need at noon - deo you need in the afternoon - a rain jacket... just in case

It may come as a surprise to you (just as it did to me) and you might not believe me what I will say now, but life can actually be fun. This enlightening insight came to me right on the first bright spring day, and in this case I think correlation can indeed be interpreted as causality. It's not ONLY spring that makes up for such a change in perspective, but it sure has a major part in it. What also might have had an impact: Sunday, having slept enough, and pursuing fun activities. Nevertheless, I can't help but find it astonishing how human mood varies. Sure, we're not robots that can be programmed into happiness or sadness - but still: Has anyone ever understood why one day they're perfectly happy and life's a beach and on the other, life is a never-ending tunnel of misery? If so, please explain this to me.  Some days are like this.... If humans can be satisfied so easily - why am I so often either completely overwhelmed or empty (sometimes it's even a mix of ...

Some things never lose their significance and beauty for me.  - Coffee: Both for its taste and its effect (and maybe because it offers a socially acceptable possibility of taking a break, since the cigarette lost this social acceptance). Enlightens each and every afternoon for me. Thank you so much, Inka, Maya or however discovered the magic that lies within this seemingly innocent bean.  - Spring: The first flowers, okay, they're beautiful of course. But have you ever truly acknowledged this first soft breeze after a long, dark and rainy winter?  - Weekend trips: Wherever, whenever (hi there, Shakira), almost always a pleasure. Okay, at least when you don't run the risk of freezing your buttocks off. In that case: Coffee and a nice, warm, cozy café can help. Physiologically and psychologically. How many hours have I been sitting at a table looking out of the window and feeling like a sophisticated boheme (which I will never be, because I'm a lousy lazy girl from Swabia w...

Don't let the depression get in your way. It may darken your thoughts, narrow your perspective, and take the fun of almost everything you're doing. But remember: There's a you without Depression and a life waiting for you that's so much better than what this harsh inner voice might want to convince you of. 

Wenn das Leben zur Ruhe kommt, nicht mehr nur fordert und Aufmerksamkeit verlangt und ständiges Probleme-Lösen, wird Raum frei. Der Kopf wird frei von Nöten, die drücken, zerren, reißen. Der Boden ist geebnet zum Entstehen von Neuem oder Wiederaufleben von Altem; der Blick öffnet sich für das, was um einen herum geschieht. Ich atme durch, erst vorsichtig, misstrauisch, so, als müsste ich erst testen, ob die Luft auch wirklich rein ist. Ob der Stille zu trauen ist oder sie nicht doch jäh durch einen Knall zerrissen wird. Dann hole ich tiefer Luft. Atem fließt ein, Atem strömt aus. Langsam, gleichmäßig, rhythmisch. Befreiung. Wieder Da-Sein statt immer etwas Hinterher Rennen. Die Hände wieder frei haben, um zu Handeln, statt nur zu Reagieren oder stumpf Auszuharren und zu Erdulden. Leben statt Warten. Jetzt.