I’ve got little to discuss, so instead… I’m offering up work by other people. This hasn’t been the greatest week for sleep, so I may just knock off early, crawl into bed, and read Life of Pi some more. Man oh man, I’m loving that book so far.
Tomorrow is supposed to be a gorgeous day. And a big part of me wants to stay inside, hide away from the world and… shit, I don’t even know what. Be alone. But it’s supposed to be in the 50’s, which seems like an inferno right now. Seems like it’d be a perfect day to stroll around and take pictures. Just because.