about the typhoon that was due to hit this side of the world (Shanghai) on the weekend and I thought it to be a mere warning, like a hundred mere warnings, except there was a sonic boom last night and the clouds regurgitated whatever they'd eaten these past few days in a horrific case of bulimic affliction. The purge was numbing and the only thing I worried about was the light that would be affected the next day, for I had a few hundred pictures still to click since my recipe was only half done yesterday, and as I sit typing this with a sour face, staring out into the night that is this day hoping for a miracle, I'm assured that it's pretty much up to me to do a bit of play with lights, what with reflecting sheet and lamps.
I'm a bit sad but here's a good bit of news. I found a couple tea bags that are non-caffeinated and thusly no good but here's keeping hopes high.
I'm a bit sad but here's a good bit of news. I found a couple tea bags that are non-caffeinated and thusly no good but here's keeping hopes high.
