Today I’ve had to strap on green paper armour and do battle with various departments and federal grant forms for my kind, sweet, scientifically gifted doctors.
Therefore, I’ve sent my soul on a little vacation to a bottomless sapphire pool deep in a cave in New Mexico – about 25 miles northwest of Carlsbad.
This is not Plato’s cave. There are no shadows on the wall. There is only red rock and crystalline water emanating a soft glow.
I’m submerging myself telepathically in the womb waters of the Sierra Madre. I will gestate for 24 more hours and return to my body when it’s safe. That is, when we’ve shipped off this pinche grant.