Need to finish my outline and start writing the book. Have to. It’s as simple as that.
It’s all out tomorrow. I’m looking forward to it.
Good sunday. We got to hang out with Stephen and Thida in the morning. Had breakfast/brunch together. They made homemade egg mcmuffins that were LEGIT. We brought berries and whipped cream. Brought Joy. She loves their house. Tried to get Tommen to play with her but he wasn’t having it. She was good about it though. She listened. Backed off. She’s so good. Her socialization skills are actually pretty good.
Came home. Took a nap. Epic nap. Ate some food. Got some Warriors games rendering out into the right format to store long-term and be able to play them when I want to. And then I went for a bike ride. The longest I’ve done since France. 18 1/2 miles. Got all the way out to Buena Vista in Burbank, on the Chandler bike path. There’s a stretch before the 170 where there’s no bike path, but there is a nicely marked bike LANE…and it’s not a super busy street. Maybe it was partly the day and time; Sunday evening. Hardly any cars.
Returned. Ate dinner. Now…sleep.
Night night. We’re both really missing Coco tonight. The memories are thick, as is the loss.
One last thought for the day, though, before I go: today is my brother Russell’s birthday. He would have been 34, I think. He died when he was 17. I didn’t really get that symmetry until just now. A horrible symmetry, because it now means that each year forward I will have lived more years without him than I ever did with him. I suppose I was doomed to do so from the very start; an especially cruel inevitability.
I miss you, bro. More than I would have thought possible.