“As we live our lives we stitch together all sorts of messages to come to a sort of consensus in our heads, something we can live with. I’ve, of late, have been trying to find the motivation to stitch some of my own disarray into a cohesive semblance of a decently livable hippy pad. It takes work. My new bookshelves are starting to become arranged in a fashion so I can find references when needed. More work lies ahead. Same with America in general. As some of the early gatherings without all the social lockdown systems, marginal at best, in place, we have been isolated and left with a new paradigm to reevaluate and find