today i will spend eight hours in a windowless room. i will remove staples from pages. i will sort through sports guides form the 1980s. i will breathe in mold. i will listen to podcasts of this american life and daydream about being someplace else. but this is supposed to be a blog about unpredictabilities.
will it snow in north carolina today? unpredictable. anyway, i don’t need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows.