Something different about his cry / two wide eyes in the dark / the tang of sick scratching the air
Last week I tweeted about my cat yowling at the door in the middle of the night. Midnight. How long will the cat yowl at the front door before going to the back...
Look how firmly it sits on whatever glass table spans the horizon. A continent of billowing sunlight, shifting walls of explosion
Sapiens by Yuval Noah Harari is the best, most enjoyable and most depressing book I've read for ages. I'll be thinking about this book for a long time.