Three quarters of cake

Plus this small red flashing light of applications for Master degrees is blinking in the background of my head. Nevertheless there are couple of small moments which possess much greater importance than obligations mentioned above. 

It is seven in the evening and I am standing in front of the Hertford College.  The evening’s sky got dressed in dark blue dress with flickering, shimmering stars. Students in black gowns are coming and going, bicycle rings, someone’s laughter flies around and one can feel this kind presence of contentment in the air. Gradually, I can see all those familiar faces appearing from the dark. All together we wait for the last and the most important person. Certain kind of restlessness is rising up although no one mentions anything. Suddenly, out of the blue there she is Eva Jiricna in her elegant beauty. Silent lady in her black coat with ochre scarf, she even has that vitreous ring on her finger... Even though I though she is a bit taller....

During the dinner, present students overflowed her with questions, aiming to know her opinions. She didn’t finish her desert. Perhaps, she tasted two or three spoons of whipped cream. At the end of her stay, she said farewell with her own plan or picture which reveals the secret of working process of great architects. Looking at this tortuous outline full of arrows, squiggles, spirals and some “sea of sweat”, the first thing which immediately came to my mind was my bachelor thesis. And besides, this layout accurately describes any effort in life, full of complexity, uncertainty and dead points whereas we actually almost never hit the aimed target.