I am sad today. Overwhelmed and coming down with a cold. I don't want to do anything but go back to bed. I have deadlines and a sink full of dishes. It's 75 degrees, sunny and breezy out. The irony of the "great day."
Must be sick, this discussion of Victorian squalor is something I'm looking forward to reading:
Time Out London: Museum of London Exhibit.
Need to get through the day. I am counting the minutes to being able to go home.
Turning to 80s synth-pop and these two songs share (in my mind) electric piano greatness.
Europe's Final Countdown
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Asia's Only Time Will Tell
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