The cold delights of space

It is a bright, sunny, mid-sixties day outside, but inside the library, a friendly polar bear has set the temperature to 'brisk' and taken up residence in the place, batting the books and sleeping graduate students back and forth to wile away the time. I study on the sixth floor in a room with enormous windows overlooking the sun-drenched campus area and happened to glance up a moment ago to see each bay of the windows occupied by a long-sleeved graduate student staring blankly into the tableau of fun-and-sun stretching before him into endless horizons of enjoyments not had. Thirty seconds later they were all back at their computers, trying to convince themselves that what they saw wasn't real.


But it's okay. The polar bear will probably eat them soon enough.