h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

It's raining, again. The rain pours forth from the sky like a waterfall or as if Heaven has opened the floodgates to the collection of tears shed by the martyrs throughout history. Headlights streak down the highway outside my windows and the stadium lights glare into those same windows like spotlights on an escaping criminal. The temperature drops like a rock attached to paper and the wind picks up speed as it moves further down the walkway. Yet, through the haze which is the outside world, a striking beauty appears. A calm falls over the exterior and peace reigns over the campus. Like the calm before a hurricane, quiet decends upon a college campus in Boston, MA.

Music blasts from speakers crushing the quiet that so momentarily engulfed us all. Sounding as if it were attempting to rape the silence it seems almost like a sacralige to have this noise penitrate the peaceful atmosphere.

Cloudy skies cover the bright moon. The stars are tucked away behind fluffy sheets of gray-black material. A knock on the door, the return to reality... And like Robert Frost so painfully discrbes this intrusion in his poem, The Lockless Door, "So at a knock I emptied my cage, to hide in the world and alter with age."

Just think, with fog this could be London...