No one realizes how beautiful it is to travel until he comes home and rests his head on his old, familiar pillow. ~Lin Yutang

I'm not sure what I think about that statement. I always love travelling and I loved the pillow I rested my head on in Munich (perhaps even a little more than my own pillow). I loved Munich and now it seems like a dream even though I only got back two days ago.

I'm already thinking, I've got to get to a christmas market somehow.......

Out of the quarrel with others we make rhetoric; out of the quarrel with ourselves we make poetry. ~W.B. Yeats

This seemed very fitting for today. Not only is my dissertation on translating rhetorical devices used in the poetry of Erich Fried but also in a debate today, I wondered whether my use of rhetoric had much changed. I'd like to think I made a case for what I thought, both in my writing and in my debate but I don't know.

It has been a long day of being at the computer and I don't feel like I've made too much progress. I have about 1,700 words of a dissertation but considering only 500 words were a product of today's endeavour, it's not brillant. However, I know I need to work in short bursts though.

Tomorrow will be the same. My aim: to write another 700 at least.

Maybe I could make it to the gym tomorrow too.