But why did I start those PhD studies, after all? Now I remember one good reason: to be able to travel. How stupid. Of course this wasn't the one that made me begin it all, but still.
Tired of living and working in a place with so many lies. People study what they don't want to. People pretend one can study and not work when one is 23. People say -- ok, we'll try to give you leave for "family reasons", but if not, you can do it only for medical ones. Lies, or, as Ch. put ut, "puddles, puddles, puddles, puddles".