Yes it’s August, and yes it’s hot. The Moon bloomed but now fades, the West Coast is on fire, Breonna Taylor’s killers are still walking around, and the universe just ended for a mother and a stepfather in Wilson, North Carolina…
Pausing here. More to come. Tonight. If I’m not writing, not designing, jesus, I might as well blog. You know, for my legion of fans. More on August, and more of red hot Fi, above, soon.
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And I am back. But not for long. Because I’m starving to death. so, quickly, Red Hot and Glorious Fi.
More to come.