4 glasses of lemonade

yesterday as i was strolling the still unfamiliar path of cuyamaca pavement, a familiar voice said, "there she is!" i turned to see...not one familiar face, not two familiar faces, but three! there to greet me with warm-welcoming side hugs were denali, yukon, and obadiah. delighted to have the opportunity to converse with people i recognized, i joined their pre-class dialogue. as yukon and denali said their farewells and headed to their respective classes, silverado said a quick hello as he strutted right on by. seeing four friends on a such a foreign and mysterious campus was like an ice cold glass of lemonade on a sweltering hot day.