Self-portrait from a grey stay-at-home-drinking-French-Press-coffee-listening-to-Wilco-and-reading-the-Times day back in February. A reminder to myself that as much as my apartment drives me mad at times, it's pretty perfect on days (and nights) when the fog's so thick I can barely see past the backyard and don't want to do anything more taxing than listen to music, read books, watch movies and cook. (Like...say...today.) Instant cocoon. ++.
