MY PEOPLE. I am sorry. I have been slacking. Let the tears dry upon your cheeks, sweet readers. Here, for your faces, are more exceedingly tiny things.
Alright, enough of this sentimental fluffle. Time for some plans.
Amanda picked me up last week from where the IAT crosses into Canada, where I was sitting, damp from the morning’s grey drizzle; making friends with folks in US Customs and Immigration…
“I will feed your face, like I feed your soul.” -just quoted at me by Amanda-my-new-blood-sister
Hum very well. I will tell you some more things!