Procrastination is a wonderful thing, really.

It gives you a lot of downtime late on a school night.

It also forces you to look through old scraps of TASP.

I just glanced through my seminar notes and other random scraps salvaged from my old TASP binder. Has anyone else bit the bullet and gone through it yet? I was only able to blink over the pages—thoroughly inspecting it would have been too much just yet. Nonetheless, I was reminded of Jessica’s "gilded horizon", Paul’s two opposing interpretations of Descartes ("Ugh!"), and Urvesh’s immortal "vat of souls". I also came across the blackandwhite pictures I foolishly took from a disposable camera on a midnight walk with Jenna and Luukas. They came out horribly, of course—everysooften a foot or other random body part is visible in the foreground, but most is lost to the innocuous grey of underexposure.

I remember the walk being so much more beautiful that night than it appears in those photographs.

How I miss you all.