That is the noise inside my head. White noise only. Part of why I have been droopy and down lately--I can't form coherent thoughts, and so have difficulty communicating my intentions without being misinterpreted. Thankfully friends like Jo think for me. Her take on privilege and age-related perspectives intersects cleanly with several of my internal monologue's favorite themes.
Forgot to mention how Seymour wants celebrate today's occasion: Go see Episode III, prefaced by eating pizza. Rock on, exhausted nerd parents with lowered expectations!