dichroic | a bit too much

I think I overdid it a bit today: walk to train station in a Taipei July, ride in a crowd about like a Philadelphia weekday rush-hour (this is the first day this line is open), stop for watermelon juice (why oh why do they not serve that in the US? It’s just watermelon in a blender and it’s yummy), visit a three-floor bookstore, walk several more blocks in the heat to the other good bookstore, stop for some caprese (tomato, mozzerella, olive oil, basil) which ivolved a fair bit of waiting time and noise and crowds and generall mall-ness, visit the other bookstore, cab home. I could feel my brain growing progressively fuzzier (and my gut wasn’t thrilled with me, either). However, now I have five new books and my apartment is air-conditioned and blissfully quiet, so all has ended well. And I may even finish a sock tonight.

Mirrored from Dichroic Reflections.