During tag-init in Manila, I dream about living in Antarctica, where there's ice in all of its material manifestations. I'd rather have gloomy skies than sunny weather, to be honest, but the sun is central, invasive, and critical in this equatorial life I've gotten used to. I'm not complaining, considering that people who stay in Antarctica likely feel "more isolated" than their counterparts in space stations.
Tuesday, March 13, 2018
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