Had retreat last night at Hidden Villa, a hostel on a farm adjacent to the Rancho San Antonio open space preserve. Mellow, but nice. Got back this morning, ran a few errands, left notes for—or failed to find—some friends 'round campus, and then felt super special for steady stream of visitors throughout the whole afternoon. Now I think I've finalized my schedule, but I'll hold the details 'til classes have started.

Being roomless, classless, meetingless, rehearsal-less, and practiceless right now, I feel like I'm at summer camp.