processing
Well, it's a little after 1pm Shanghai time (tomorrow), but 10pm in LA. Luckily I *think* I might have timed my sleep right as I'm pretty beat right now. But I'm sure i'll wake up at some ungodly hour and want hunan ribs or something. So much to process...so many sights, sounds, smells and textures. So many thoughts, feelings and demons. Plenty to go around, but it's all part of the wonderful continuous mistake. When in doubt, take a picture...it'll last longer. Although some things last forever.
