(8:56 pm GMT)  i have no feelings about wales whatsoever.  in abergavenny, we climbed the only mountain that wasn’t infected.  we went to cardiff (caerdydd), where we toured the castle (castell) and drank brains and looked at the millennium stadium (stadiwm y mileniwm), and i felt nothing.  i wandered around inside my own head, alone and dirty and empty.  from far away, birds look like gnats.  sheep sound like men.  things seem like difficult.

on the train today, someone’s cell phone rang the tune to “the muppet show,” and i thought of you.