Life is good. I did a lot of research on church drama this morning. I am now on the judicial committee since I’m an RD. We saw some students today; pretty rough stuff.
My rehearsals with Emily and Mason are so much fun. We are going to have the greatest scene ever.
And even in the busyness of this day, I found time to stare at the sky and the ground. I stopped by Tennessee Dorm where Dan and I roomed together for a month, where Jeni spent a week, and where Sherlive spent a night. Then I picked a flower and walked towards McAlister.
On the way there, I stopped at the cemetery next to the Presbyterian church. I walked through slowly and stopped at the gravesite of the founder of this great institution. There, at the tombstone of Edgar Tufts, I set my flower.
I then sat on a stone and examined the world around me. I saw a leaf walking along the pavement. I never knew leaves could walk, but it moved along as if it knew where it was going. Then I stood and started walking and wondered if I was really walking, or if maybe some great wind was pushing me along as well.