January 9, 2018
Alright, I said it was bleak out there. A chime paddle twists in the wind dangling beneath the swaying bars. It must be making empty music out there. A charm to ward off something evil. That was my understanding, yet I cannot remember what evil it was meant to ward off. What evil could possibly be out there? Havenít we cleansed and sanitized it enough that nothing can possibly live out there? Yet there is still room for our greatest fear: that which preys on us. It could live and flourish in this environment. That is why we stay indoors.