Zen, sun, moon

When feeling stressed about the amount of work accumulating due to laptop intransigence, immediately proceed for relaxing dinner and good conversation over satisfying Japanese food.

Woodwork over sushi

We sat up at the sushi counter because those were the only indoor seats that were available. Fortunately, this was not one of those restaurants that compels its staff to greet all entering guests with a rousing "Irasshaimase!" when they enter. The sushi chefs were busy but discreet, and my sushi was served, oddly enough, by a waitress rather than handed over the counter by one of the chefs.

Dinner and four cups of tea later, I was ready to face the world again. Or rather, my work. Poo.


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