I am Here:

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I came home from Singapore in December to a pile of National Geographics three deep.  I normally burn through them really quickly, but the past couple of months I have been averaging one a month, leaving the pile in my windowsill still three fresh copies high. (November is almost read)

It’s a yellow pile of mockery, and I hope to consume it soon. Perhaps even find some new motivations.