Walking to the parking lot after my Java class today, I was a little surprised the back lot was actually jam packed at 9:00 PM on a weekday. People are really making themselves stay ahead by taking classes these days at the UCSC Extension.
And seeing a parking lot full of nice cars made me feel a little dispirited about where I am in life. I dragged my sorry-ass self to the car, which isn’t even mine (a loaner from Michelle), which was probably the only car on the lot older than 10 years. I sighed, opened the car door, and slouched in the seat for 10 seconds reflecting on our troubles with the immigration, unemployment and life. But thankfully, as I thrust my left foot into the clutch and turned on the engine, the sounds of BBC News on NPR took my mind away from it all.
Coming home to Bryan cheered me up though. How can anyone stay depressed in the presence of little angels?