Lunch

I could make a habit of this: Eating a cold noodle salad, spinach and tofu, sitting on steps in the courtyard beside "the hive" (side of music building with the practice rooms) on Northwestern's campus on a sun-filled day in a poplar's shade and a slight breeze and someone practicing piano- it sounds like a Chopin piece- with ocassional digressions to repeat a trill, practice the fingering.