Some mornings I wake up from this dream about a friend I haven't seen in 20-odd years, and my chest feels hollowed out with longing for him, for that connection. It feels deliciously right and disappointingly sad at the same time. It's a mystery.
Ta-da! It's the ridiculously complicated board that has about a gazillion words divided into 26 pie pieces for each letter of the alphabet. Sheesh. But you can see why I had to include it. And make it this big.