Tuesday, October 8, 2013


It's a weird thing to miss someone (or someones).  Sleeping children are almost certainly not missing me, but while I grade essays and read South African Literature, I miss them. 

It's an uneven business the who misses who and when.

Meanwhile, I remembered Winton once proposing he name a pet "Eyeball."  Perhaps Hallowe'en has brought this to mind.  It is a great name, for any kind of pet.

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