92 – Voices in the dark

If, like Ch’p,  you’re wondering who “Carl” is, start here and finish here and you’ll get the gist of it.

Right now, my new apartment is filled with boxes, which my wife and I (OK, mostly my wife) are slowing unpacking. The other day, she compared it to a weird sort of Christmas, where you open “presents” that are, in actuality, things you already own but they’ve been in storage for over a year and you’ve forgotten about them.

See you all on Friday!