I was at sitting at "Ala's" computer, right next door, when Lilla left the office yesterday evening. I could so feel what it felt like: That moment, when you've emptied your office, which from now on won't be your office anymore. You step out. You have a last look back. You breathe in and switch off the light. And although you can't really believe it you still know that all those little things you've just done, you did them for the last time. You are leaving this behind and you are leaving forever. It is over. Over.

It's such a strange, strange feeling: Lilla was the one unlucky person who had the den office without a window, without daylight. The room's wall towards the building's main corridor is partly a glass front, closed by blinds. As a consequence, already when approaching the institute I could see whether the room was lit (Yippie!) or not, whether she was in (Yippie!) or not. The light was a warm welcome, a promise that it was worth to enter the institute. I still can't fully believe that for the next two weeks this window will always stay dark, and even afterwards the light won't be the same again..