The Septimus Notes

Monday, April 04, 2005

|The Lingering Electric.|

This morning, as I plodded campus back and forth strapped down with books like some sort of Qur'an smuggling camel, I was taken by the greatness of the day. The air was mild. The wind was brisk. The trees were bare. And the sky was cold and brilliant. One would almost think that it were Fall, but it is in fact that very season's antithesis. The forward looks like the reverse, or the reverse looks like the forward, or the forward looks like the forward depending on how you look at it.

And then the afternoon sprung (indeed). Kids were sunbathing. Kids were ultimate-ing. Kids were lingering. The campus was suddenly trembling with electricity, vibrancy and life. And people were not rushing home to get out of the rain or the blistering wind, but simply lounging and talking and catching up -- the renewed light of day reminding everyone of the existence of a world outside of their puffy parkas.

And while I personally hate people talking about the winter being "so cold" and "harsher than last year" as if it doesn't come around every year and if somehow they were taken by surprise, I hold this double-standard near and dear to my heart... let the joyous news be spread...

promulgated by SWS2.1 at 19:50.
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