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Currently reading Exit Unicorns, at my sister Andi's urging.

It's taken a while to hit its stride - I'm about 40% in - but it's drawing me in steadily. It's not a fast, bubblegum, brain-candy kind of read, but it's definitely rewarding... and very well crafted.

Ever just wake up in the morning and feel brittle? Not fragile, not tired, not sad, but brittle? Almost like you're coated in armor made of ice.

One wrong step. One tiny blow. The lightest tap, in that one weak spot... That chink in the armor... And you'll fall to pieces, just like an ice sculpture pushed off its pedestal. *crash* 

You could sit out in the sun, and let its warmth slowly melt your armor, letting it slough off like a caterpillar sheds its chrysalis. But you're afraid to do that, because right now your icy armor is all that holds you upright.

You could go find the nearest snowbound cave and hide in there, but that means you'll be alone, and cold. Oh so cold.... 

You could ask friends for help, but you're uncomfortable letting them see your soft, tender, pink flesh outside of that armor.