some summer, somewhere, soon

I miss some people right now, though not horribly, but it is just nice to have them around. A couple hopped on an airplane headed for Asia; one went to Pacific American islands; one's cold back east. Where they are is not here.

Walking out of the car park, from underground on up the the main drag, I came into the light of the "spring semester at school". Although it did snow and hail and rain hard later in the afternoon, as I ascended the stairs the sun came upon me, standing on the cement plane. Quite apt for the first day back to a new year; new teachers saying things in courses with higher numbered suffixes than last time around.

This sun, out of the blue, ought'a come back often. It keeps every one a little brighter, and it makes the city a little nicer for our friends to come back to.