an evening to remember

i walked down those corridors. earlier this evening. when the sun was almost setting, and the sky looked ablaze. with melodies of the greatest. with names and wonderments. and i was baffled. oh dear god. at the might and power and glory of an institution. of the intelligence that floats amass. in the little quadrangle. where those midgets spoke of the iraqi war and mechanics. 

and two passers-by gaped at me in the most unusual of ways. i peeked at their partially-open lips through the corner of my left eye. my other self was too focused. on the walls and shelves. of the mighty revolutionaries who once rose in the name of scientific innovations.

i had a beautiful evening. an evening i have waited for in months and months. an evening which made me cry in the middle of the stony quadrangle, decorated with stars. and bright cherry blossoms. 

i felt the breeze. by the river charles, where millions of hands have washed their bloods. and sailed across shores in the search of knowledge and truth. honestly, one of the best evenings of my life.