For the fourth year running, I have tried to see the cherry blossoms.
And for the fourth year running I have timed it perfectly to see ...
dirty brown bloom carcases
scattered amongst still perplex-ing-ly large masses of people.
So I did the only thing I could do which is - hand my phone to Kim to snap a picture to file away in the
"bad work/life balance" evidence folder and then go to dinner.
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