Tried to Think of a Sick Title, But I Came Up Cold

One joy of this blog is that I can read posts I wrote back when I was still young and naïve—specifically the post I wrote last week about appreciating llamas up close, because said llamas are quite possibly why I contracted the bubonic plague or whatever this is. It’s all conjecture at this point anyway. … More Tried to Think of a Sick Title, But I Came Up Cold

Just Dance

Yesterday, at 5:57 AM, I awoke to the foreboding weight of responsibility settling onto my abdomen. Something about that seemed off, but what exactly felt wrong eluded me in my sleep-addled state. I pried my eyes open… … And found my cat perched on my still form, kneading away. So, the same exact thing, really. … More Just Dance