When I had the goodbye party at CECI, my colleagues gave me a lot of orange object telling me that I should use them in my first days in the Watermelons Field.
Sorry friends, I've not done it...
I've thought about it, meditating on which level of provocation I could have used, but at the end I have not had the courage to challenge all the watermelons... I'll have to spend a lot of time there, and starting with such a provocation would not be a good move.
Am I becoming a watermelon myself? Probably in the long run it will happen, I've not moved into the hell where all the people are bad and the smell of sulfur is in every bit and byte...
The people here are normal people, not with three legs or two heads, and they are showing the same defects and merits as everywhere, so slowly I will become one of them too.
But for now I have to keep my orange skin hidden and just for me... for the moment I still feel the alien, the stranger, and I compare every corner, every little place with what I was used to in the Orangery.
So for example: even if there is a lot of light, the building is a bit more dark, as if the tones of the colors were dimmed, washed away from the time.
Yes, there is a bit of an old fur on the things, a light fog in the air...
And this is a strange feeling in contrast with the quickness and efficiency with which I've been involved into the working activities.
Is it maybe that here the watermelons take less care on the looks and more on the substance?
It's too early to judge, let's hope my positive feeling will not be betrayed!
Just one more note: the building is what is being said an "intelligent building", one of those building that decide if and when the curtains of the windows must be opened or closed, do that when you are not expecting it the building turn them up or down so that you are unexpectedly in the dark or flashed by a sudden sunshine!
I've to get used to it....
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