Epilogues: May 2025
There is only one month of the year that makes a philosophical statement simply by existing: “May.” Fortunately, one hundred percent of cats make philosophical statements simply by existing.
There is only one month of the year that makes a philosophical statement simply by existing: “May.” Fortunately, one hundred percent of cats make philosophical statements simply by existing.
The world is shivering. The world is confused. But the world, in all its whacked-out, wobbly, willy-nilly weakness, is also trying to hug us really tight.
Did you notice that we totally skipped our monthly Epilogues post for March? No? Me neither, apparently.
Whereas: January has ended. Whereas: February is a mini-month, even when it leaps. Resolved: Winter is on the run.