Last time, I left you on a cliffhanger.
In case you've forgotten, I was waxing lyrical about a book and wondering with what I'd fill the empty void left by its imminent completion.
The answer is: this. I'm reading a wildly compelling, equally soul- and synapse-nourishing number about the evolution of language.
No shit, kids: the evolution of language.
I'm barely a few chapters in, but already I hold lofty hopes for the realities from which this book will pull multiple masks. Heavens to Betsy, but it is good.
Note to self: find more Derek.
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