Thus[…] he loses sight of the remoter truth, that details perfect in unity, and, contributing to a final purpose, are the sign of the production of a consummate master.

As I travelled, the signposts shew me the way.

Being in love with my boyfriend gives me a fluffy feeling inside.

The Covidian Age is a great time to be hemerophile. Just think of the raccoons of Toronto. Human activity is so reduced in urban centres that by the time things return to normal, raccoons will be empowered to demand rights for themselves, or seek seats on City Council.