Mirror, mirror, on the ground

This entry is dedicated to my only dedicated reader who wanted an entry like a month ago, and is only getting one now =)

Blearily, I got up this morning, totally not looking forward to today. Having not gotten fewer than five hours of sleep since my last Math 230 (which I thankfully dropped) all-nighter--my pre-break all-nighters don't count, but that's another story--I didn't know how I'd handle going through today. After printing my Perspectives homework, I stumbled into Commons and grabbed a quick breakfast. Unfortunately, due to my lagging and reluctance to get up with my alarm this morning, I was a little late to Math 120 anyway.

I struggled to say awake through the class. It was a tough battle, which I almost lost. Twice, I left the room on the pretense of going to the bathroom or getting a drink, and crashed for a couple minutes on the padded bench right outside the room. Yeah, it's kinda scary how low my sleep-deprivation-tolerance has dropped. Four-hour-sleep-weeks used to never faze me. And how--wow.

And then, after getting out of class, as if to make things worse, it began to rain. It wasn't just rain--the rain drops were icy cold, each strike sending a chill via impact. Bitterly, I vowed to never procrastinate again. Even more bitterly, I realized right away that I'd fail.

But as I was walking up Hillhouse feeling sorry for myself (how would I ever get through my disliked Chem class?) I happened to look down. And the almost-smooth unevenly-cut stone walkway with its veneer of water had the most beautiful reflection of the sky above. It was like a shadowed mirror, everything was shaded, there wasn't really color. But the sight of the leafless branches arch across the sidewalk, the gray sky broken only by cracks in the walkway was somehow serene and uplifting. It sounds unbelievable, but I actually felt better after seeing that. I wasn't as tired. In fact, I even stayed completely lucid for the first ten to fifteen minutes of Chem! But, as the event lagged further behind me, I relapsed into an alternating semi- and un-lucid state. Oh well.

Anyway, so this wasn't really an exciting story, but those stone blocks on Hillhouse are actually really cool. On a rainy day, drop by sometime and see the reflections. It's actually really amazing that those dull, prosaic slabs of stone can turn into mirrors on the ground.

MORAL OF THE STORY: DON'T PROCRASTINATE

Edit: So. The time is now about 3 or 4 hours after the post was first written. The rain is unrelenting. On my way down from Science Hill, I saw at least 10 enormous puddles. Like, practically ponds. I half-expected to see little crayfish swimming around. Wow. It's kind of amazing, but also kind of depressing--that rain could have been snow =D