i feel the darkness flying up towards me as my body hurls down along the layers of geologic time. hello saber toothed cat. hello dinosaur. hello dunkleosteos. oh what’s this? face, meet pavement. i would normally go for a glass of wine or a bottle or three. but this time i’m going for a pizza. it’ll make me sick, i know it will. but it will satisfy the dark urge in my mind for a quiet place. right?