Day 2,037: Coopey, come on up

Day 2,037: Coopey, come on up

Cooper always waits for permission to come up onto the bed. Every night. He’ll sit by the edge of where Liz sleeps and stare at me until I invite him up. And then he curls up right next to her pillow, and begins to give himself a bath. This. Dog. It’s...
Day 2,036: Blank 10

Day 2,036: Blank 10

I’m going to be working with another author on Escape From Red Tower. Not as a co-author. Traditionally, you’d consider the kind of work we’re going to do together as an author / developmental editor relationship, but this person doesn’t call...
Day 2,035: Double Yikes

Day 2,035: Double Yikes

Jesus. Chernobyl is intense. We killed dogs this episode. Pet dogs. Don’t get me wrong, the show is really, really good. It’s the right kind of horrifying, the kind of horrifying that exposes truth and changes policy…which that disaster did. I worked...
Day 2,034: Yikes

Day 2,034: Yikes

Watching Chernobyl and…yikes. I mean, I’ve read about the disaster. Can’t remember why I read about it, but it wasn’t that long ago. I learned about the test gone wrong, how the firefighters could taste metal in their mouths and how they died...
Day 2,033: The Reality

Day 2,033: The Reality

I’m so glad I’m going to therapy. For reals. That shit is the shit. I was doing a self check-in on my way there this morning and in the waiting room, and I realized, really realized how many stress triggers I’d gone through over the past two weeks....