Doing work is tedious. Studying.

But good things unexpectedly come.

Chilled with a friend in the evening. A Sunday evening. An unusual time. We ate dinner, played a casual rally of table tennis and sat outside the library talking about music.

"I'm going to attempt a backflip by the end of December," he said. "It's going to be epic."

"We'll have to see," I said. "But by all means if you could pull it off it would be pretty sick."