I'm in a hard place now. A very silent place. And I'm struggling to either accept this or drag myself out of it.

I almost never do free writing. Unless I am forcing my students to do it.

I love food too much - not because I'm fat but because it's so consumptionistic, etc.

I HATE HALLOWEEN. This makes me VERY unpopular.

I have a complicated relationship with non-human animals. I've never really been close to one.

I really, really fear head injuries. But when people hit their heads in movies or fall down - I can't stop laughing.

I have a longing for wilderness and for greenness. I wish I were a person who longed for animals, but I'm not.