Slow down, you move too fast.
You got to make the morning last.
Just kicking down the cobble stones.
Looking for fun and feelin' groovy.

Ba da, Ba da, Ba da, Ba da...Feelin' Groovy.

Hello lamp-post,
What cha knowin'?
I've come to watch your flowers growin'.
Ain't cha got no rhymes for me?
Doot-in' doo-doo,
Feelin' groovy.

I've got no deeds to do,
No promises to keep.
I'm dappled and drowsy and ready to sleep.
Let the morning time drop all its petals on me.
Life, I love you,
All is groovy.
---The 59th Street Bridge Song, Simon and Garfunkel.

Well. THE EXAMS are finally over. Prom dresses have been laundered and stowed away into boxes under beds, ready for the next formal event. Those killer heels have been wrapped back in tissue and plonked ungraciously into large shoe boxes (good riddance. you gave me many, many blisters.). The nail polish, however, is still glimmering on nails.

Running shoes have made a good many guest appearances in East Coast Park, and have become a permanent fixture on my front porch. Worksheets are filed away (with some rebellious ones still holding demonstrations on my destk.).

The days pass slowly now. More relaxed. No more studying left to do. No more homework left to do. No. More. Work. That's the bottom line, really. It's a relief. But there is still one final test. One final exam.

Will the friendships that have been formed stand the test of time? When one is surrounded by laughing, smiling people, it is easy to say, easy to declaim that old speech:
You guys are the best. I won't ever forget you. We must, we will keep in touch, won't we? Haha, yeah, sure, definitely.

Contacts are scribbled, or carefully printed in autograph books. Smiley faces and coloured pens. But how many of these people will you really remember ten years down the road?

No matter. That is not for now. It will be interesting to watch, but it is not for now. Now is the time to watch the sunsets (and the sunrises), the birds darting through the trees (sunbirds, banded woodpeckers, orioles, bulbuls, mynahs, starlings, pink-necked pigeons, peaceful doves...), and the Resident Cat (white and grey and silver eyes) prowling down the driveway.

Now is the time to sit, read, and listen to music....

and watch the leaves drift slowly to the ground, the rain-drenched ground.

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