Today.

Today we all piled onto a bus and went out to the Old Brewery mission to serve food. With 'we all', I refer to Kelsey, Jocelyne, Alicia, Isabelle (new leadership recruit!), myself, and four others from the club. Although I had been before, it was still an illluminating experience. I think it's interesting how many of the employees were people who had been on the other end, people who experienced life at a low and worked their way back into civilization, then determined to help out others in the same situation. That's probably a very common thing.

That, of course, is because we as humans posess an indeniable talent at denying the existence of whatever problem we can. Living in our bubbles, we can only reach others when our bubbles collide.

Speaking of colliding bubbles, I saw Alanna DiThomaso on the way home. That was nice and unexpected. And speaking of nice, unexpected colliding bubbles, the bus driver was extremely nice to me and didn't fine me something outrageous me for getting a transfer from the wrong metro station. That's the first recorded incident of someone in the Montreal Public Transit System being nice to Fred.

Computers today was hilarious. Kelsey and Weiner left to print up letters at the office, and Shotty decided that she couldn't teach the lesson until they came back. They came back six minutes before the bell. And in Math the entire class managed to trick Kelsey into believing we had all been doing review until she came in (when the test had actually been postponed).

Life does go on, but today has been a dark green and silver Thursday, a day fraught with retrospect and ruminating. Life does go on, and it will, it will tomorrow and the day after. Our species adapts very well: we have to be adaptable in order to survive and make progress, to put the past behind us.

Sooner or later, though, the past is bound to return in a format we have not seen before. History does not repeat itself exactly as it was, but rather rearranges itself in order to throw us off course. And every time, we fall into its trap, biting the lure, completely unsuspecting and unprepared.

We adapt, but we never learn.

Hope always, and we are with you.