it's weird how trips creep up on you. the first couple days in london,

i couldn't even tell if i was in another country or just another city in the states.

and now that i'm back, i feel totally out of it, like i'd been gone so long,

to a far, far place.

discombobulated, we went to eat something clean & familiar at ashbox.

m's turkey on ciabatta, and my usual, perfectly-dressed tofu salad & salmon onigiri.