All’s quiet in Lake Wobegon, MN, my hom…wait.

Things have been fairly quiet here as well in Glasgow, I’m afraid. Most of my days are spent looking for work and making sure the flat is liveable. Not exactly the best sort of blog post, mind, the ‘today I did laundry and sent two cover letters and got yet another letter from my undergrad school fundraising money I don’t have’ sort.

That is, I wouldn’t want to read it.

On a lovely day like today, though, with the blue sky and sunshine hitting the red stone of the tenements here in Glasgow’s Southside, it’s almost easy to forget any troubles I might be having. I’d take a picture, but a picture wouldn’t really do it much justice. It has to be seen to be believed.