wee hour writing

it's 1:13 in the morning...and again...i am wide awake. asa is dreaming. david is softly snoring. i am reading friends' blogs. it seems to be the only time i get to read blogs these days. the house is creaking. a dog is barking. the keyboard is clicking. my sleep mask is still intact resting on my forehead. we attended a basketball game this afternoon. the last game to be played in ford gym. made me sad. brought back many memories. i loved college. such a romance. living back on campus ten years later conjures up such odd emotions. memories surface often on walks around campus with asa. splashing in rain puddles from richards to krannert. mudwrestling. witnessing a student get run over by a deer in front of green. waking up in drool in cubicles tucked in the back of the library. disecting sheep eyeballs in the basement of cook. endless pranks in friendship hall. even as i type now, my mind floods with memories. i hope asa will have memories here. his life. the deer. the sunsets. the long walks. visiting his papa and students in evans. he watched the basketball players run up and down the court today. was startled each time the buzzer sounded, but quickly refocused on the game. i pointed out to him the national championship banner hanging across the gym. hope he'll think i am cool one day. we made a memory today. the three of us. i try so hard to soak up every moment here. memories are powerful. go make one with someone you love.