The white whale has been sighted off the starboard bow, and I’m hard on its trail. All hands to decks, no time for telling tales! Something in me must chase that whale, it haunts me… It has stolen from me, swallowed in its vast maw, some essential element of my foundations. The pursuit is all.
I will write more when I can, when slumber eludes me and the vision of the white whale plays most on my imagination, when the wind drops away and, foundering, I have nothing but time.
Meanwhile, you might like this funny video about the environment. It’s satirical, amusing, and just slightly offensive to damn near everyone. Enjoy!