Grim findings near Lake Fever.
Just checking out all the CDs from the Tragically Hip. I’m living in a dreamland, deep in a pristine toilet bowl of my imagination. From a drunk story lost in Brewington, I’m carefully watching Lake Fever. Drought is shrinking one of Canada’s largest reservoirs, revealing a hidden canyon and a “tragic” compact disc under a lake. It’s my own disc world. A new place for my entire CD collection. I can hear the water.
