Lunchtime

For the first time in ages I actually took a lunch break at work. Instead of the packed lunch at the desk or the quick dash to the mini-market on the next street, I allowed myself the luxury of ambling along to the post office on Glassford Street and returning a different way, with a detour to the graveyard behind the Ramshorn Kirk. A good vantage point to study these relatively new flats overlooking Ingram Street.

And then it was back to the office, more coffee, keyboards, screens, boxes, envelopes, tape recorders, and fanciful chat about improving one's personal appearance and making music that would change the world.

#exhales.