This month I moved to a new place. It is much cheaper. The monthly rent was 220AUD pw and now it becomes 180AUD pw. The house and amenities are not as modern as the previous place. But the key is the people inside. When I first moved to Oz, I thought I'd be better if I stayed with people with the same nationality. Maybe I was just unlucky to meet them, but really, I cannot stand people who are disrespectful to others. I've done ranting in my previous post. Thus, I won't do it here.
Research wise, perhaps one thing that I am grateful of (and despise at the same time) is waiting. Looking back to when I was pursuing my master degree, I always took the chance of the long wait (be it training, waiting for paper review, etc.) to just go somewhere with my bike or learn a new food recipe.
Early in this month, I got two book recommendations: "The Humans" by Matt Haig and "Freedom from The Known" by Jiddu Khrisnamurti. I have other books ("Notes from Underground" and "Crime and Punishment" both by Fyodor Dostoyevsky) that I want to read but actually already know the summary as I am not that patient enough to read those for the time being.
For the past 4 weeks I have been waiting for my scripts to run, which apparently faulty and even that it could be fixed, it doesn't matter anymore. The reason is that because I found a faster method that works almost like magic. This irritates me, since I feel like my time wasted on waiting was gone for nothing. Had I known that this new method exists, I could've sped up the progress of my research at least twice as fast. But hey, wait a minute. If I didn't wait that long, if the previous method worked flawlessly, would I even bother to look for something else? I guess the answer is obvious. Just like my previous place. Had they not increased the rent, would I even think to find somewhere cheaper?
I guess my experience this month mimics the story of a Chinese Farmer (or whatever the title is) by Alan Watts *I am not sure whether he is the original author or not.
“You never know what will be the consequence of the misfortune; or, you never know what will be the consequences of good fortune.”
