it's just another day

[aamcnamara]

Woosh. What a day.



Today was a perfectly beautiful autumn day, the kind that only happen after there've been a few cold days to make you appreciate the warmth of the sunlight on your skin, the way the air isn't cold but rather not-warm. The trees have mostly turned, and while there are still a few green ones here and there (and the odd pine tree), the wooded hills past the limits of the college ripple with burnished orange, red, and gold.

I woke up at six again this morning, and sat in the common room (in my dressing gown), working on the retrospective outlines for the novel I wrote this summer. After breakfast, after a cup of tea, I walked through the morning air to work.

We've been moving some books around, lately. Picking up books from about the 1700s--if they're covered in this particular way which I don't know the name of--leaves brown dust on your hands, and it rubs into your fingertips, into the lines on your palms, is dark under your fingernails. It smells of old books, and it lasts a while--until you're done with work, and with calculus class, and you decide against eating bits of Shakespeare binding in your lunch and wash your hands, although not without noticing, pleased, that at some point you left a smudge of bookdust on your face.

After lunch, I had philosophy, which moved from entertaining to thought-provoking over the course of the hour. (Is the universe infinite? If it's infinite, how can it be expanding? --This week I want to be a physics and philosophy double-major.)

I love afternoon light, and so when I got back to my room after class I just stood in the sunlight for a while, and then looked at the clock and decided there was time to sit by the lake for a while before play rehearsal.

Rehearsal was good, too. I really do enjoy doing theater. Tech work is fun, but so is acting, and I hadn't been in a show for years before this.

And then there was dinner, and hanging around for an hour in the hallway afterward, and coming up with ridiculous ideas (and actually implementing them). And now there is calculus homework, and some other things that I should do, and then there will be sleep.

So, okay. A full day.

Life is good.

Comments

[elenuial.livejournal.com]

The universe is constantly trying to transition from being countably infinite to uncountably so. :)

[klingonguy.livejournal.com]

Exactly. I love the idea of countable infinities. I hit it the first time when someone told me the one about having two holes that each had an infinite number of marbles in them, then added an extra marble to the one on the left, and asked, "which has more."

:)