Good things

Like jasmine rice, black beans, alfalfa sprouts, fresh orange and ginger. The sprouts grown in a jar in my dorm. Good things like a conversation in Esther’s room, or in the van on the way home from the Chicago Symphony Orchestra (another good thing, and my first chance to wear that seven dollar pea coat from Goodwill (another good thing)), or around the tables in the cafeteria. Good things like the gnome sitting in my spider plant, next to the aloe shoots shared by a friend. Like the complete works of Shakespeare, which will have all passed beneath my eyes by the end of the semester. Like a good beginning to this semester.