"There were caged birds of all kinds in the market. They were given seed, millet, water and cuttlefish bone for their beaks. Their claws were kept trimmed and they were safe from all birds of prey. But it was the birds in the trees that were singing."
—An Expensive Place to Die, Len Deighton
Humming the Mumford and Sons cover of "The Boxer" (so good, so good, so good).
Drinking a caffe mocha.
Worrying about not being able to get enough hours at the library, and Barnes and Noble not calling me back after my second interview there...
Working on rebuilding my wardrobe after a several-year period of no money and weight fluctuation that has reduced it literally to shreds (remind me to take a picture of the last pair of jeans I just wore out).
Wondering when we're going to be able to get an apartment again.