cashmere.

it's cold out.
the nice, just barely uncomfortable kind of cold.
the cold that keeps you awake,
keeps you aware of your surroundings.
i do love this weather; if only i had a sweater...

i've got my cheeky peach tea from java's to keep me warm.
their coffee is really atrocious, but the tea is fantastic.
it's probably the only place on campus i'll bother going into anymore.

i really ought to spend more time in the library.
i need to stop buying books i'll never read again.
i need to get a cup of tea and plop myself down on an uncomfortable chair.
and sift through photo books.
and design books.
and art books.
and then maybe i'll read something, for real.

i started oliver twist yesterday.
i remember trying to read it a year or so ago, and being turned off by the first sentence.
once i get home, i'll replace this line with the text so you can see how off-turning it is.
but i managed to get past it this time, and so i'm on the fourth or so chapter, having only read for a little while last night.
the thing i like to do most is to pull the comforter off of my bed, wrap up in it, and sink down into my squeaky, obnoxious couch.
i think i could stay there, like that, for days.
maybe sometime, i should.

i noticed a friend recently regain his ability to connect and observe the world around him.
after a discussion in my business class, i am now attempting to do the same.
however, he did this unknowingly, as a consequence of correcting his mental state.
now i am to try it in the opposite way, by making myself pay attention to the world around me,
and hopefully it will bring me happiness.

sometimes the mind is too dark a place to dwell...

that's all for now. it's chilly, my tea is getting cold, and i have a meeting to get to.
ciao, bei.