For one more Saturday, I’m sitting at the same Starbucks again looking out the same window. I came in this morning and despite not having been here for two weeks, it seems like at least one barista recognized me. How not opsec of me? I guess I have a memorable face.

I know that I wrote a post yesterday, but now I’m sitting here on a Saturday morning and couldn’t help doing the thing that I usually do.

I don’t have a picture in mind to put at the top of the post, so whatever is there is something I found after I was done writing.

Someday, it might be in my best interest to stop with the dramatic post titles. But, honestly, sometimes it just works.

Everybody has a love-hate relationship with nice things. They’re nice, for sure, and they can be fun, good for learning, and nice to look at.

I couldn’t help but head back downtown for another half an hour to take a few more pictures of neat-looking spots. The weather hasn’t improved at all since last week or the week before, so this really is springtime. At least that gives all of the photos a similar feel.

I was reading yesterday’s post and I just couldn’t help but make a few corrections and additions.

I’m back at Starbucks, which is where I do all my blogging now. I’m like a diplomat, but instead of being surrounded by the law of my home country, I’m surrounded by 2012.

I finally figured out Creative Commons attribution — Wikimedia Commons puts the proper attribution in HTML form for you to copy-and-paste when you download an image. This one’s the “end of a world” — feels epic. Somehow, I’m in the mood for that kind of thing at the moment.

Courtesy of Wardiverde, CC BY-SA 4.0, via Wikimedia Commons.

It’s already been a week since I came back from home for spring break, so it’s true what they say about time flying — it happens all the time, and you can’t do anything about it.

As in, halfway through the semester. Feels like progress.