It's always so amusing when I realize the phrase "a free Sunday," to me at least, refers to a whole day free for studying and other productive tasks. I originally went to Epoch to get some work done, but it was closed to the public as a movie scene was being filmed. I hung out on the set for a little while, saw Harry Connick, Jr., but didn't think it would be appropriate to take a photo. Not wanting to get in the way, and also having an exceedingly long to-do list to attend to, I left Epoch for JP's, which was an excellent choice. The garage-style doors were open, which provided me with a perfectly breezy study space, and I could see the bright blue sky from my sunlit spot inside. It's not often one can combine the need to study with the beauty of a day like today.
Here, all is good. Here, all is convivial. Here, all feels at home. I've been living in Austin for about six and a half months and I think I'm just starting to accept I am home again. Tonight helped the feeling along as only one of those true-blue Austin nights can do: great company, in a unique atmosphere, accompanied by a deluge of laughter. A handful of us law folk, plus a few engineering students to even it out, spent some time at Lustre Pearl, taking advantage of the ping pong and foose ball tables. I keep reminding myself I live here again. It really feels so good to be home.
