office-breakfast: earl gray (iced) tea; mikan bread from a lovely little town nestled down where mountains meet the sea, and which will soon be losing one of its more brilliant catches to the winds Happy flying, honeybat c:

voice: steadily being coughed out of me by the occasional-irritation cough which turned into a full-timer, makes-your-back- ( Read more... )

Tonight when I got out of the train station, the sky was the exact gradient of night-blue that I want to put on the walls and ceiling of my room some day.

The fireflies are out near the trees, and the moon is a couple days from full - I cast a shadow in the nighttime road.

It's a rainy grey day, the kind that makes you want to be inside. Except jim-jams and hot chocolate inside, not desk-computer-workplace inside :p Still, I just have my second-year culture kids today, and their teacher is overseeing a group translation of their latest reading. They do well with structured tasks, these guys (otherwise they can be a ( Read more... )