This time I have egg nog and grounding cables instead of flight and delusions of grandeur on tour.  I do my best to silence the delusions and the greed and it’s hard work to keep the distractions at bay. They’re plentiful every which way.
If there’s one thing I love about this season, it’s the compulsion to get back in touch with the people I love, and the fulfilling sensations that come when they actually like hearing from me.  I may almost be in business again, but weirdness entails the market, and I don’t want to be involved with wolves again. I’m not frightened of them, I just don’t want to be in charge of slaughterhouses.