The urge to watch horror movies...

…is strong these days for me, stronger than it has been in a while, I think partly because for months, I was caring for a newborn, happily steeped in the soft and the round and the new and the sleepy, and now I have slightly more time to think about things that aren’t feeding and nap schedules, free moments to peek my head into society, and an urge to confront the pain and dread and ugliness that peeking currently elicits, so — BOO! — it may almost be March, but spooky season is here.