sunny gale

On a sunny afternoon with very high westerly winds (via the approaching threat of Hurricane Irene IRL), I was standing in the upstairs hall at home, where the window was being blown in — the two panes were attached to each other and to the top and bottom of the window opening, but not along the sides of the opening, so that they were angling in from the wind pressure. I was talking to a friend about how if colleges truly wanted to increase diversity they had to do so with a focus on academics and not just athletics; this seemed to be a recapitulation of ideas from an earlier dream scene.

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