It’s raining again. There is a general sense of malaise around the Center and it isn’t helping my focus. Obviously, since five minutes have passed since I wrote the last line. I drove to the book store during lunch to look up 19th century typography, a new interest that has inspired me to re-purpose three letterpress drawers into nifty shadow boxes… but I digress. While driving I noticed a surprising lack of sound coming from outside. The dirty ice and snow piled on the side of the road from last week’s snowstorm made more noise melting than the trucks and cars that drove around me. I wonder if anyone else feels stuffed with cotton balls.