A beautiful day.
It's perfect here in Chapel Hill. Blue Skies, 70 degrees, breezy, mp3 player, laptop. A moment of relaxation where I close out the rest of humanity. To my fore are the not quite verdant lawns of the University of North Carolina. American flag flapping, brick edifice, spires and the whole bit. Sparse streams of students trickle across the quad en route to whatever they do with their time. It's still too early for most of the little blighters to be up, so that they add a picturesque quality to the view rather than mob the scene. Kind of like those crooked m's that artists draw in the corner of paintings to signify life in empty sky.

I'm sitting outside my building typing away on my laptop enjoying the weather and my temporary freedom. God bless Academia and Wireless internet. Huzzah. Moments like this, may tempt one to consider the on-rushing prospect of a life of servitude (read: career), but to be so dismal on a day like this would be crass. Besides moments like these make it hard to take anything all that seriously.

Where are you right now? Inside staring at some cubicle wall? I'd laugh if I didn't know that I'm just a cog looking for its place in the great machine. Well.. not really looking.. but I can hear grinding in my future.