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varjohaltia) wrote2005-10-06 08:39 am
varjohaltia) wrote2005-10-06 08:39 am
Early Morning Wakeup
At 6:30, campus is dead. There's nobody around, and everything is silent, there is no wind, and the air feels warm, soft, like a comfy old blanket.
at 7:00, the first people start to arrive, the sanitation trucks run and some of the food service vehicles appear.
At 7:30, the light changes with dawn, and there's a bit of a wind, and the noises of urban life have started to appear. People queue in front of the library, hunkering for books, or literary knowledge, or Starbucks coffee. Weird students begin to meander about.
At 8:00, the day has broken, the birds are singing, engines humming, and there's a queue by Starbucks, waiting for service from the cute twins and Moses. Time for a bagel.
at 7:00, the first people start to arrive, the sanitation trucks run and some of the food service vehicles appear.
At 7:30, the light changes with dawn, and there's a bit of a wind, and the noises of urban life have started to appear. People queue in front of the library, hunkering for books, or literary knowledge, or Starbucks coffee. Weird students begin to meander about.
At 8:00, the day has broken, the birds are singing, engines humming, and there's a queue by Starbucks, waiting for service from the cute twins and Moses. Time for a bagel.