My pre-period time is filling me with the anger of ten thousand disturbed honeybees flying after an eight-year-old menace with a bat. Having dreams about a boy sleeping in a cave. Reading What is the What; highly unsettling. Seeing Dave Eggers tomorrow. On Sunday said goodbye to some family members leaving for Tayoloak, Nunavut to work
here. Jealous, sort of. One day it would be nice to escape with loved one(s) and be cold together.