I’ve made a decision: no more teaching Java. It was easy: I woke up one Sunday morning and I just knew it: next week was going to be my final class.

I was lucky – it was a great class. The students were nice, they were clever, they were eager to learn Java. And I was in good shape as well. It left behind a very positive feeling about teaching Java.

I couldn’t have imagined a better way to go.

From zdndrp to effeniX, that’s one small step for…
no, let’s not go there.
It’s not even a small step. It’s just a name change.

It’s more like a symbolic step. From the company that I used to be, to the person that I always was. Doing the things that I always did. Programming, teaching.

I am just slightly re-focusing.

Recently, I was travelling by train, and I was amazed. Amazed by the people around me, amazed by myself.

Where are you, when you’re travelling? Usually, on your way from somewhere to somewhere else (or vice versa). In the meantime, are you nowhere? Or are you still where you came from, or already there where you’re going to?