I got to hold a baby tiger at The West Edmonton Mall when I was in grade one. Every single moment since then has been one sad note after another making up a gradual, arching decrescendo that will one day end in my inevitable death.

I got to hold a baby tiger at The West Edmonton Mall when I was in grade one. Every single moment since then has been one sad note after another making up a gradual, arching decrescendo that will one day end in my inevitable death.