this is more of a fall thing but i store it in the same place in my memory. i was really young, like maybe 5 or 6 when we did this but we used to go to a guy fawkes party every year. they'd set a scarecrow dummy on fire. emma would go with me and my family, i think.

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i love to build fires. when i build one i feel connected to the neanderthals. there's something about a fire that warms the deepest core of my brain. it must be ancestral. if there's a fire i feel as if i will survive this winter.

i will live another day.