Movies, papers, more work. Spending more time in Leuven than in Brussels and this not only on class weekends. Preparing this, reading that, working on the other thing. Though, the feeling starts to kick in that I can actually do this.
And then happens something that was not on my calendar: a wonderful, gentle man makes a step and suddenly, it is not only ‘my life’ anylonger, but ‘ours’. Incredible feeling. Indredibly good.