I woke in the dead of night, cold and confused, barely aware of the 2 a.m. alarm that I set before falling asleep on the couch in my work clothes. The dehydrator’s whirring white-noise almost completely drowned out the synthesized … Continue reading
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Salvador is a dirty bastard
Apologies for the long time since my last post. I’ve been busy getting the house ready for my long absence. I’ve had a few adventures, too, but no time yet to write them up and share with you. So here’s … Continue reading