Musings on the Times

School is over, and only if I were dead would this event not provoke my words. It is overall a happy time: no more work (not entirely true, but oh well), swaths of free time, and a mild satisfaction. But then again, at this same time one must bid one's friends farewell for 2 1/2 months. The fact of the matter is that I am sitting here at 1:00 in the afternoon, alone, at my computer typing. It is very sad. It seems this should be the time when I should go somewhere celebrating the end of the year and be having fun. But I'm not. So digest that.