I finished around 9:00, and headed back to shower, grab my stuff and study for my CS midterm over breakfast. But man, I had forgotten how good that early morning air felt. The way the emptiness of the sidewalks makes you feel big and alone all at once. I forgot what it felt like to have the air so cool that it burns in your throat, the way you fall into a rhythm, breathing and counting steps.. to be really and truly active. Because, as I've discovered from my severe out-of-shape-ness: dancing doesn't count. So yes, my quads have been sore all day. I love it.
It felt nice too, to applaud for my linguistics professor's last talk. To take a CS midterm and NOT CARE about it. To sit and eat with the sun behind me, and to walk down Sheridan and be in love with things again. I can't get enough of people. Laughter. I feel so focused.
Gosh, life is great. Funny how just being around certain people can make everything nice.
And, as I've said before, I know so many nice people.