Albuquerque is quickly turning into a ghost town, at least my part of it. As quiet as a night alone on the high plains. The university has of course closed up for the duration. My complex resembles the abandoned buildings in Half Life 2. Creepy.
For a reason known only to my subconscious mind, today was a day for the Greek gods. First came Hephaestus, the blacksmith god. Athena was next, gray-eyed, friend of humanity, who gave us jury trials and human rights. Hygieia, who led me to her father, the man-who-became-a-god named Asclepius. Lastly, though immortal and as powerful as a god, yet not a god, Prometheus, the Titan who gave humanity fire...and according to some myths, the being who created human beings in the first place.
How this fits in with Thanksgiving, I have no idea.