FILTERING IT UP

The sushi at Osaka, albeit on the slightly costly end, makes the balls of rice at college look like - well -  balls of rice. This week was all about getting work done, in a sea of the likes, paddling up for a gasp of air, and then waiting for yet another wave to crash. Probably too much melodrama, but I think a point must be made. Less than an hour ago, the incorporation of "he's going" and "to Price Chopper" all in one ghastly sentence, was a real ordeal - comprehension wise. If nothing else, this is a mind block. Either that, or I'm just not an evening person. Then again, forming sentences on a Monday night has never been easy.

All photos from P's iPhone, taken by me and P.