Life is made of afternoons like this. Fatigue flowing thick through my veins. A leisurely walk across campus, holding A's hand, appreciating the beauty of where I live, and feeling my soul recharged. Half an hour rambling interaction with a particularly wonderful counter gal at Impact regarding pop culture. Purchase of a CD - Dope (Rammstein's already been bought, and devoured, and relished). A browse through bookstores, sucking in the ambience of all those books like it was a drug.

Life is made of afternoons like this. All the rest, that's just living.