Spring!

I woke up singing and fell asleep that way. It is a wonderful feeling to be happy - delighting in an active sense, not the passive quiet joy or contentedness that suffices for much of life. A sunny morning (the third in a row) with cool breeze that hints at the absence of warmth before the sun-shining buildings. It hurts to look at the sky and the sidewalk without sunglasses. California fall and spring, sometimes even winter. My body is tired from football and disc throwing, my mind quiet after three nights of good sleep, my heart light after a weekend with Ethan, and my pocket heavy with a ticket to mail him for Saturday. I sing as I pedal to campus and watch the pedestrians turn their heads in wonder. Cheese for lunch, practice in the afternoon, Homer with the lamps in the darkness. Even the clouds with rain to come are bright this morning.