Thursday, January 20, 2011


I don’t know, it seems to me that there are fewer people on campus. Fewer people walking up and down Bascom Hill, fewer in the secret little places where you can get coffee and treats and snacks.

It’s an illusion of course. I know from my bus commutes that there are more rather than fewer riders. (I try hard not to cough loudly and when I do, I look very apologetic.) It’s just that, in between,  people do not linger/stroll/walk outside unless they have to..

For the first time, I do one of those awkward Clark Kent numbers whereby I shed my outdoor regalia (including boots, because, well, they were too fuzzy for classroom teaching) and transform myself into the likes of a person who never even noticed how it was outside.

It has come to this.

(from my office today: how can anyone pause for a conversation outside?)