It’s 6:30 am. It’s 27 degrees and totally dark. A bard barred [I stand corrected] owl is hollering insistently from the woods above me, trying to convey some kind of message before his dawn bedtime. Looking at the weather forecast on my desktop I see an inscrutable icon: clouds with little white dots underneath. When I drove to school yesterday I had to pilot using just my fingernails, the steering wheel was so cold. Here’s […]
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