...disorientation...

The west side of South Quad always disorients me.

I was feeling badly this afternoon so I went to the underground, layed down on a couch with my CD player playing Pirates of the Caribbean and with Herodatus sitting on my leg (so I would at least feel like I wasn't being totally unproductive), and took a breather and maybe a nap... I don't know, I think I might've dozed off but I can't be sure.To elaborate on the Herodatus thing, that is how it always is for me. I took the book with me, having no intention of reading it, and set it on my leg like the information was going to absorb through my jeans into my bloodstream and then into my brain. I always do stuff like that. Like on Monday night, I was watching Stargate with my Great Books notes in my hand but I wasn't reading them or looking at them or anything. I just felt like I was accomplishing something more having them in my hand as opposed to having them in their folder... like, once again, the info would absorb into my blood and travel to my brain through no effort of my own. I guess I just feel better when I'm pretending to be accomplishing something than when I'm blatently not accomplishing anything.

Anyway, I woke up on the couch in the basement of SQ and looked at my watch. It was quarter to 5. I then looked up at the ceiling and the first thing that popped into my head was, "It's quarter to five and God is with me." I don't know... it just made me feel a little bit better.

Today when I was walking back from Calc, the wind was blowing and a bunch of leaves from the trees were flying off. It reminded me of a room full of bubbles but with leaves instead. It was the perfect picture of fall.