November 24. Thanksgiving in Newburgh. First American Thanksgiving. First train ride up the Hudson in the dark, the sail boats are covered with white tarps.

I’m going to finish the year by reading the book on Evolutionary Psychology, the highest rated book on my Goodreads list. I feel like I’m entering forbidden territory, a terrain full of thoughts that must not be uttered, and that’s precisely why I want to go there. The bad experiences with this were years ago, and I still shudder at the thought that there should be thoughts that are forbidden.