I’m a buffalo, I do what I want
I’m back in SF, trying to finish the book but my headheart is full of buffalo, wolves, eagle cries, and the good people of the Buffalo Field Campaign. Go volunteer right now. They’ll put you up inside a cabin that feels like a pirate ship. They’ll feed you three meals a day. If you’re lucky, at least one will include road kill. There’s a dog named Dingo and a cat that drools on command. And you get to cross country ski every day to help out the buffalo.