For this thing, I’m just xeroxing old zines (like really very old ones) and then recycling all the different chunks of them into some new collages so I can then xerox the results for a tiny little book I have to make on top of the other books I’m making this semester. Which only has about 3.8 weeks left in it. Which is a super scary fact that I wish wasn’t a fact but was instead a fever dream, because maybe then I’d wake up to find there’s more time. But I know in my heart and soul there’s very definitely not, because there’s never more of that, only less and less.