The Nocturnal Grocery Store

In my aimless hunger, I have formulated a new building type: the sleepless grocery store, open from midnight to six in the morning. Seven-eleven neon lights, fresh vegetables down to your meats. Pancake batter, no problem!

At least 24 hours. Please, city, pop one of these open. I bet I am not the only one that wants to cook in the middle of the night, then fails to notice the lack of groceries. Never lacking creativity! Just material!

Yes, it has been a long hiatus. This blog seems no longer mine. I have ignored it like a damned, annoying puppy. It is now my senior year of undergraduate architecture school. I feel completely different, but very much enlightened. Maybe I will tell you my dreams and nightmares as this semester unfolds.