It rained last night, how long I don't know. But when I woke up and went downstairs, the sun was rising through damp trees, and every puddle reflected a blue sky. I even saw the moon opposite, huge and pale blue-gray and hugging the treeline, which was entirely new to me. I know that spring is on the way, it has to be, even if it snows again. It really is good to get up very early, now and then - as long as it's not for Science Olympiad, which isn't my thing at all.
So I'm tired and the last remnants of the day are gurgling down the tube. I shouldn't have stayed for the damned award ceremony, no matter how strongly "encouraged" that is, because instead of getting home at four, like I could have, I got home at seven. For what? A cheap little medal I didn't keep, a trophy that could have been earned without me, and a headache from small children screaming whenever they got umpteenth place in some gizmo-fest.
But I left the auditorium to watch the sunset and restore my faith in a world not wholly permeated by noise, so I lived. It was great outside, maybe the best it's been in weeks, and I'm trying to just enjoy that fact, and not think about how much of it I wasted under fluorescents.
posted on Saturday, February 07, 2004
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