The winter sun is strong and pale today, like my heart today. I’m happy besides, and not a brash or triumphant happiness, from some external cause— though there are certainly plenty of reasons for, as many as there are against. Rather, it’s entirely internal, deep and illuminating, as unfathomable as the sea. All the rest falls away, nothing else matters, God is in every little thing.

Psst. Amber comes tonight tomorrow (àpropos to the usual gong show of our adventures), South Carolina here we come.