On my way to watching Katita Waldo teach a master class, I think I ran over a squirrel. It made me sad, for the squirrel could not have known better, nor could I swerve out of the way. It is a very unfortunate circumstance, and now I am burdened with this knowledge. In order to distance ourselves from other animals, it’s typical for us to not ascribe to animals the social traits which we suppose are wholly human in nature — that they might have a family, for instance. Forgive me, squirrel relatives. That I could turn back time.
On an unrelated note, my sister said she was able to get me the present on my birthday wish list. I’m giddy and listless with anticipation.