Monday, February 3
As I walk to the bus stop this morning I pause to look around, as dawn begins to break. I have my phone in my pocket to get a bus ticket so I pause to take a photograph. I take two: one with night settings and one normal one. They look almost indistinguishable.
Neither of them, however, look “realistic”.
At Arcada I will finish grading one of last period’s courses and almost finish grading the other. I will walk to the mall with Jutta – who showed more excitement that I imagined possible when I gave her her horse-turns-into-unicorn-when-cup-gets-filled-with-hot-liquid mug earlier.
In the afternoon I will attend a team meeting where I will explain about my trip to India in five minutes or less.