The Aptly titled Space at Ryder Farm is just that – Space. To sleep / write / work / drink / eat like kings / breathe / explore. Also, there’s a fan in my room. We’re taking a few days to see how the murder / suicide in House of Home might function as an allegory for the culture of fear in which we currently live.

Sadly, I think that might be the smartest thing I’ve ever sad.

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