Thinking about place legends. Greeks say the gods dwell on Olympos, Cretans say Zeus lies in final repose on their island, Dene say the holy people came out of the Grand Canyon, you can still go to the beach where Raven found humanity in Kwakiutl stories. Humans make myths as soon as they have food and shelter and there must have been thousands of place legends before writing, some about places which no longer exist. Like seeing stars beyond stars in a sky without light pollution.
Of course the other thing I’m thinking is I want to ditch work, nap and fry up lunch meat, which isn’t going to happen.