The cracked leather seats are warm and friendly in the afternoon sun.

Dirt trails crunch under dirtier shoes.

Clear, shallow streams flow through deep valleys.

The wide sky flashes through glowing leaves.

It's good to be back.

Spending a year at UCLA gave me a pretty strong motivation to not spend another year at UCLA. I'm going back, regardless, but without any expectations. Constructs like classes, internships, and formal education don't concern me anymore. Life's too big for the small things. In terms of my future employability and financial stability, as the Japanese say, なんとかなる. It'll work out somehow.

More importantly, here's what I've done in the last two weeks.

This summer's probably the one where I finally get around to learning all the math and physics that I've been meaning to for years.

In short, I've got eleven weeks to do what UCLA couldn't do for me in nine months. Challenge accepted.

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