Fogs, amphetamines, pearls

S - as in, "we're gonna get you out of here" - leaving has reminded me: it's almost a year since I graduated. Time is almost up. Life is staring at me and I need something to hand to it. To accompany my newfound (and potentially short-lived) momentum, I'm taking part in Music May (is that still a thing?). I need to enjoy photography again. Hence taking the dslr to work today and picking it up at the end of my shift having neglected to find a subject for the last six hours, taking a few shoddy London rain pics and deciding that's best left for showers on the Thames, and settling with this accidental framing and some Bob Dylan lyrics (sorry, King).

Work was fine. Smooth.
Sad to hear about Bob Hoskins.