“We must be born with an intuition of mortality. Before we know the word for it. Before we know that there are words. Out we come, bloodied and squalling, with the knowledge that for all the points of the compass, there’s only one direction. And time is its only measure.”

― Tom Stoppard, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead

A neat fossil-containing rock I found in the creek behind my house the other day

Well, with the realization that it isn’t going to get back up to 70 anytime soon, I caved and turned on the furnace. Thought maybe I could make it through the month, but no.