Day 4,658: Clarke

Day 4,658: Clarke

Tis late. But it was a good day. My favorite part was sitting with Liz in the living room at the end of the night and just reading together. I’m almost done with my current non-fiction paperback. It’s been a good read. Not one where I agree with everything, but a book...
Day 4,657: Agent Joi

Day 4,657: Agent Joi

Is there anything better than a back scratch? I think not. No wonder our pets like it so much. The manuscript will be just about halfway this weekend, I think. Pretty remarkable. I have, of course, run out of outline. Or, almost I have. I’ll finish what I’ve got...
Day 4,656: My Blood’s Never Been Thinner

Day 4,656: My Blood’s Never Been Thinner

It’s a special kind of grief to lose a pet, because you’re the one who’s supposed to take care of them, keep them safe. It’s analogous to kids, though obviously not the same thing. In many ways, it’s more intense, because they’ll never grow up the way children do....
Day 4,655: The Cost Company

Day 4,655: The Cost Company

Twas another day today of extracurriculars. Haircut during lunch, which is a 90+ minute affair, and then a Costco run in the evening after getting my writing done. That really fills up the day when you add in work (which was blessedly light) and writing, which I got...
Day 4,654: Donald Wall

Day 4,654: Donald Wall

It’s already sleepy time so it’s a le Quick tonight. Wrote. Therapied. Cooked out with the Haus crew. Dawn Walled. A good day. Nighty night.