Warming and yearning and fading

I’d rather have a free bottle in front of me, than a prefrontal lobotomy.

– Porridger's Almanack (Breakfast of Ganglions)

Dire cela, sans savoir quoi.
— Beckett L’innomable

While this seems to have become the Moon of the stylish purple cast, I have laid in more work on My Life, My Life these past couple of days.  May finish tonight, may finish tomorrow.