Change... It is combined with the ambivalence of excited fantasy of the new, not known, all the possibilities, and on the other hand sadness of losing the old cosy, comfortable, something full of memories and feelings.
So here I am... Trying to form the fantasy of how it would be to walk in the new SFU building, sit to completely new classroom, giving form to walls and non-defined furniture a meaning... But the thought keep dragging me back to Schnirchgasse. Little silly thought, saying: "Don't forget about me." Yet how can I forget?
The old, ugly building, which gave us freedom to create identity, to create new boundaries, where rules were made by us and most of all the building which gave us opportunity to develop a new stream of thinking, new concepts... mysteriously all the dark walls, spilled carpets, old socialistic furniture became home and I just have to like it.
How do I leave all of this behind me and start to prepare to give the chance to a new building; where we will start the whole process again? Even if it is true, that we have more place for creating something completely new, maybe even more likable, it is hard to imagine that I would feel better than in "my Uni". Somehow I need to mourn first... And than maybe later I will be ready to give Prater a chance...
So here I am... Trying to form the fantasy of how it would be to walk in the new SFU building, sit to completely new classroom, giving form to walls and non-defined furniture a meaning... But the thought keep dragging me back to Schnirchgasse. Little silly thought, saying: "Don't forget about me." Yet how can I forget?
The old, ugly building, which gave us freedom to create identity, to create new boundaries, where rules were made by us and most of all the building which gave us opportunity to develop a new stream of thinking, new concepts... mysteriously all the dark walls, spilled carpets, old socialistic furniture became home and I just have to like it.
How do I leave all of this behind me and start to prepare to give the chance to a new building; where we will start the whole process again? Even if it is true, that we have more place for creating something completely new, maybe even more likable, it is hard to imagine that I would feel better than in "my Uni". Somehow I need to mourn first... And than maybe later I will be ready to give Prater a chance...
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