Tuesday, August 26, 2008

drip...

Scattered?

No.

More like splattered.
I have dripped from forehead to toes to station platform. From cotton dress, synthetic bra, ill-chosen underwear and winter shoes (and socks).

What was I thinking doing yoga in a sun filled room with 10 other ladies when it was 32 degrees?

Despite the interminable flow, Hong Kong is pretty great.

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