And it is gloriously hot.


The students are also back at Cal, and it makes driving such a pain. It feels like ages ago since I’ve graduated, but really, it’s only been a little over a year. But when I see them running around, jaywalking, dressed scantily, gossipping and laughing, I think of youth and how short and fleeting it is. I think of how we grow old on the outside, but never grow up.