"Can you spot a pattern?" Bjork says. I do. I'm reading old e-mails. I've sent group text message telling people I miss them. The accumulated group of 5 lacked one. I lost the letter. Ma probably has it. I wish I had it in my hands right now.

I don't know how many times I've listened to VOLTA now. I seem to be feeding on Bjork more than anything else these days, more than food even. Interviews, music videos, tape inlays, and whatnot.

If someone can sing to me "I know" right now, I'll be ok.
Nostalgia? Probably. Anxiety? Yes.

I feel like I'm being stripped of everything, everyone.