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I love her.
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Today I was walking back from a department colloquium, about five or so feet behind one of my favorite professors, the one that has an accent that reminds me of a Beatle, and suddenly he decided that he was going to slide on the snow. Not on the ground or anything, but walking just fast enough that he could slide about 2 to 4 feet each time. Now I never lived in the snow before BYU, but I have seen students my age do this, and have tried it myself sometimes, but I have not ever seen a professor act like this, especially considering the professor that I was observing was probably in his mid- to late fifties, since he says that his first paper was published in '79. It just was a funny sight to me, this group of three professors walking together and one of them periodically snow surfing alongside.

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Why are there not practices?
How will it be received?
As always, badly I fear
Though Time will not reveal it
Lack of willpower is disturbing, yet
Every time it happens the same
Open your heart
Very often
Veins are drained
Everything stays still
Never had to test this aspect of it
Everything is in motion
Reoccurring doubts, nightmares
Is it really what needs to be done?
Why is time fixed?
Something missing?
Something lacking?
Happiness?
Every time is different

is the end.