A letter about writer's block and finding gravity.
"Suddenly I am crying, then sobbing, tears melting onto the dirty floor beneath my face."
"To wander is to be utterly lost and yet so completely found at the same time. "
A letter to my readers.
I'm going through a period of interesting dreams, setting the tone for my waking world. Some dreams are repetitive, some pick up from forgotten childhood visions. This one introduces an animal I don't remember dreaming about before.