An Unedited Beginning

Okay people, be gentle.  This is an unedited introductory part.  I don't know if this is going to be the story I thought it was.  I have some other bits written but it looks like more of a journey of self and family.  Who knows!?

Prelude to a Greeting

Book dust swirled lazily in the beams of late afternoon sun arching in from the library's entry door. Cadence sat quietly at a table near the front of the large room trying in vain to force another few pages of her dissertation out of her head. It had been a frustrating day of stops and starts – moments of brilliance bookended by hours of insertion and deletion.
“I suck!” Cadence hissed to herself, pushing away from the table, and standing up. Her bleary eyes scanned the room, noting the few sad souls such as herself left in the seventies-tastic room.
“Looks like everyone is out enjoying the gorgeous weather before it gets gawdawful hot,” she thought ruefully to herself as she stretched her aching back, “Here I am, sitting on a Saturday afternoon in the library.”
She glanced down at the mess of books, notes, and stickie notes covering her table, sighed, and began to sweep her mess into a large canvas bag. Flicking her computer shut and shoving it on top of the rest of the mess, Cadence scanned the table one final time and then made her way out into the sunshine.
Outside, the surly graduate student was jarred by the pleasant atmosphere. A group of young guys played Frisbee Football on the lawn while other scattered groups moved to and fro in the warm spring breeze. It was early April and the humidity had yet to fully embrace the city center. Cadence slowed what had been a rapid pace borne of a desire to escape the clutches of the library and strolled slowly through campus. The Saturday afternoon air was heavy with the smell of fresh-cut grass and the beginnings of summer. Try as she might, Cadence could not keep a smile off of her lips as she threaded her way through the rest of the student body. The dissertation could wait, she thought, it wasn't like the world would suffer unless she completed her work today.

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