If you’ve sat right next to the door at Berkeley Espresso at night, this image might evoke some strong memories. Or, rather, that image juxtaposed with the image below it. Juxtaposed with the one below that. And the one below that. And below that. And that. And, you get the picture, right?
advection fog before? It’s quite stimulating actually…).
Yup, you got it, the door’s open again. Another couple has just left, talking with each other excitedly—must be the first time in hours by the looks of it, after they packed up their laptops and books from another evening studying. Meanwhile, as the cool air sweeps back in, those of us remaining look up, glance around at each other, and then fix our gazes on that little door stopper, wondering who’s going to make the next move.