I brought three tangerines from California. Settled in my dorm room, I peeled one and the fragrance hit me like a flash of home. I should've saved the other two for sad times but no, I was overjoyed and impatient. I peeled them all and gobbled them up. But why not? I live for the moment - let tomorrow take care of itself. I shouldn't have to rebuke myself for choosing joy. Because the first day is always the hardest.