scorched earth practices
Ironically, the day after my somewhat brusque opinion of the Collegiate Times, they include an editorial stating their unbiased aim for the paper. I appreciate their concern and efforts to address the issue, so I recant my negative views; I’ll leave the partisanship for someone else to judge.
Today was part-disaster, part-raucus, part-serene. Combinations like these provide those moments of zen we all thirst for. Experiencing polar opposites of emotion in one twenty-four hour period help us all re-focus our often misguided attentions.
I braved the football game with two of my three mentees. We stayed for part of the game, but slowly disintegrated as we grew disinterested.
I then went to Torgerson to get some C++ work done. For nearly three hours, I labored over a program that refused to cooperate. Eventually, I seceded my hopes from reality. I got out The Sweet Hereafter and finished it. If I am not mistaken, I read that book in one week. Woah. It’s a wonderful book, by the way; something to very much cast doubtful glances upon our fragile and hopeless society.
Later that evening I had dinner. And then I went for a walk. A walk around the drill field. With a sunset clearer, brighter, pinker, and softer than anything I ever could remember. Amazing.
Now I’m back in my abode for some relaxation and more work. Quite the roller-coaster day, now don’t you think?