Es ist genug

There's simply no other way to describe it - the weather is ... glorious today. After weeks of diluvian floods, seeing the sun come through this morning is like waking up in an entirely different world. One where it doesn't rain every freaking day. Even if the rain comes back later, this is a striking symbol of how all the metaphorical clouds have either begun breaking or will soon part. The papers are done, the composition was written (and performed; thanks to Tom, Frank, Savi, and Alex for being my ringers), the tests will soon be over, and then before I know it friends will be getting married, coming back into the country, and graduating along with me.


From the ashes a fire shall be woken
A light from the shadows shall spring
Renewed shall be blade that was broken
The crownless again shall be king.

(I can't believe this actually happened - it was too bad that for all the time I spent on it I didn't come up with a huge amount of material, but it was nice to know that what I did produce sounded decent enough to elicit some compliments from a few sufficiently pleased people. Next time, though, I better be slightly more prepared before I step into unfamiliar territory like this. It's a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door...)




Last night, as I had the privilege of attending a truly impressive recital, I missed the second screening of my Quasar slideshow and their end-of-year banquet. It was probably better for me to have missed the movie screening (what was I thinking?? I totally deserve that award ;p), but I can't believe how indebted I am to the frisbee gods for this entire year. I wonder if I have another poem in me...

There's so much to look forward to; for now, though, the sun is out, so you know what that means: