Golem is on the move among unsuspecftuls.
It began snowing last night. In the morning I woke up to snow country. I slipped and skidded to work, fell twice. Built a lot of phones, asked my catsitter to go for a coffee, and spoke with my father on the phone. I feel like a fake person, trying to be accepted, and I'm afraid of stupidity, because it means both unintellectualism and unlikeability.
