It's a Saturday afternoon worth waiting for. It's 52°f and the sky is clear except for a scattering of popcorn clouds. I'm eating lunch with Sophy, Lisa, Anna (my roommates) and Peter (a friend) at one of the two residential dining halls that have the best pizza (yeah, you KNOW who you are) .
We're touching base before we scatter, shrapnel like, for the night. I'll be hemmed-up by circumstance and in my most diligent work-mode. I have a presentation due Monday.
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