maybe it's colder than it seemed. i've been in here a half hour and my feet feel cold, like they're still thawing. global warming really was a cruel ruse. it doesn't cover it at all. the poles are melting and we're freezing and the amazon and california are burning. it really is just different manifestations of chaos and war according to the shifting geography. should we be glad in chicago we're not being burned alive or drowned? yes, of course, we should be glad to be alive, anywhere on earth. anyway there's no escape. there's only landscape. we can and will i suppose always say it could be worse, as we try to make it not as bad as we know it will be, while it's not just coming, becoming, it's here.

you see now it comes as direct infusion, i don't need specifics, i don't need the news, it's happening, and it's happening in me. all of this chaos is ordained. hey lulu, let us play.

you probably can't tell, but i made my first snow angel and lulu ran through and all around. she ran so fast i saw sparks in the snow.