April 3, 2018
Stepped out onto the porch and saw the shape of a rabbit making its way through the dark. At the same instant I became aware of the most melodious and loud disharmony of morning birds. It was paradise.
A little research reveals that I am now the senior faculty member at UNCA. It’s a little grand, a little horrifying.
Dull reading after a good class. Wiley praises
Night, Sleep, calling it a love letter to the region.
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