7.IV.2003 :::: 17.58

I am writing this from Mischka's workplace. His workplace is a library. bean conscripted me to come with her while she reads some historiography.

The library is full of people who do not look very interesting.

It has been raining, with varying levels of ferocity, all day, & as we walked across the campus all the grass & the new leaves were like technicolor. Sometimes it is worth it to live in a flat, grey place: all the dull light reflecting off the wet of the air.