Sorting and tossing paper - including some college notes. I found Astronomy assignments through which I was flirting with a TA.
I quoted George Starbuck:
They are the stars; you can see them flash
like the bonewhite fingers of finical ladies;
and far and away the depth of their cunning
is distance, a tissue of distance.
He responded with William Blake:
The sun descending in the west
The evening star does shine.
The birds are silent in their nest,
and I must seek mine.
The moon like a flower,
In heavens high bower;
With silent delight,
Sits and smiles in the night.
P.S. Do you happen to have an awesome game of tennis?