Upon returning

I'm back in the bitty little apartment. And I've got to say, not so excited about it. I kind of feel like I would have been better off not getting out of bed this morning (even though my faithful old bed in my parents' house is now harmful to my poor golf elbows, I think). Then again, slip-sliding up the highway with the spun-off cars was buckets o' fun.

Somewhere over Pennsylvania or upstate New York, the clouds below the plane just suddenly ended and when I got to LGA the sky was clear and blue with jet trails across it. So beautiful. Such a contrast with the morning gloom in Michigan.

I'm not QUITE sure I can face this semester, yet.