Thanksgiving is over.

We did not do a proper Thanksgiving dinner (a mistake I will rectify in two weeks’ time).

But I took a moment to give thanks for the parts of my life where things don’t suck.

My immediate family. My cats. My dogs.

My continued existence.

The faint hope that maybe, just maybe, some sanity will prevail and the United States and Alberta will both vote in the best interests of humanity, and not their own selfish, misguided bullshit.

Thanks, hopefully not for nothing.

Target: 1700 words
Written: 432 words, novel: Father Lightning

Read: An Astronaut's Guide To Life On Earth, Chris Hadfield
Comics: The Walking Dead 29-32
Music: Heaven & Hell, A Tribute To The Velvet Underground Volume, Screaming Trees and others