I think I'm working too hard

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I had a dream last night that St. Mary Aldermanbury was actually a rare kind of giant Church Crustacean, and that it had moved from London to Fulton by simply scuttling along the bottom of the ocean. The dream had Jacques Cousteauesque narration in the background.

I worry about my brain sometimes.

Today I need to finish reading the book about the rebuilding of St. Paul's Cathedral, which for no particular reason is taking an absurdly long time.

"I live in a town where you can't smell a thing
and you watch your feet for cracks in the pavement.
Up above, the aliens hover, making home movies
for the folks back home of all these odd creatures
who lock up their spirits, drill holes in themselves,
and live for their secrets. Well, I'm uptight."

A.