Given the current state of Dropbox Paper (can’t even trust the metadata,) I can’t be entirely sure why exactly my original draft of the mid-Missouri-to-Portland journey story – which included a failed tire slashing and our disquieting realization (at 1AM or something) that we were very near – if not right on top of – the scene of the worst anti-Asian-American massacre in the country’s history – never appeared in any of the dozens of export attempts from that service I’ve attempted over the years.

Yesterday morning, a friend’s inquiry into the pursuit of owning a Jaguar like mine led me to realize this, and you would not believe how much time I spent spinning my wheels to get the original text from Paper to what you can now experience on The Psalms. I hope some entertainment might still be gained from it.