Back to work

Pitiful excuse for a blog entry, this is.

It is 4am in London though...

Back to Houston after a week in Blighty. Funny when you flip between ... paradigms and then you are supposed to just drop back in where you left off. I rarely want to.

But it's 4am, work in 10 hours, and not yet unpacked.

How to hold on to new sensations and perspectives, and old ones recontextualized? Language I suppose. But a moment's experience well captured can take hours.

How do you index a self?