This was my goodnight quote yesterday:

Before I fall asleep, it occurs to me that life consists of days like this. Points that in the end, if we have been fortunate, connect a line. That they can also fall apart into a meaningless pile of spent time, that only a continuous unswerving effort gives a meaning to the small units of time in which we live.

Christa Wolf, One Day a Year

With emphasis on the words , "continuous", "unswerving , and "effort". My new seatmate borrowed this book for me. I still do not have a library card.

Things to look forward to: 

Maru's graduation day.
Her post-grad swimming party. :) 
Turning 24.
Taking the Start Deutsch 1 Exam and passing it.
Job hunting again.