Click for emotional or educational support Under the Central Library bridge
It was a cold and ugly August night. I was leaving the Technion bar after a not so good experience with friends there. The cold and melancholic weather made me not walk home to the dorms and talk to someone on the phone as usual, but instead sit on the bench under the bridge and think, just think and cry (why not?), looking at the gray landscape (gray not because it was raining, but because what I saw from lying on the bench there was the gray concrete of the bridge!) I stayed there for about an hour, just crying and thinking about my life: where I was, what I was doing, where I was going. I won’t go into detail, but in that hour on this bench I made a lot of decisions about how and what I want for my future.
- Mijal Perez, Master’s student from Argentina, Biotechnology and Food Engineering (experienced in 2024)
