I spend the afternoon studying in our student lounge. Occasionally students would bring in leftover from events. Today was such occasion. A girl brought in an entire plate of assorted fruits from a depression awareness seminar – shame, it sounded interested and I would have attended had I known. I must have had half of the plate. It had peeled oranges, melons, watermelons, grapes and pineapples. An hour later, more students brought in boxes of pizza. They were already somewhat stale, but beggars can’t be choosers so I had a few slices.
