Weekly Journal 03.02.26
Reading
I feel lucky to share a planet with people who have both a taste for adventure and great writing skills to bring others along on their journeys. I've done so
When Mom Gets Touched Out
I know it must seem unfair to my kid when I reach my sensory limit for the day. At the young age of seven, he can never get enough of his favorite human:
Weekly Journal 02.24.26
đź“ťI'm trying out a new, lighthearted weekly "journal" entry to supplement my longer-form posts. It's an excuse for me to write more frequently and share additional tidbits.
And the Four Right Chords Can Make Me Cry
The first song I remember crying about was “Feed Jake” by an otherwise-unknown band called Pirates of the Mississippi. Looking at the lyrics today, it’s very grim, about a narrator who’s
Hunting for Beginners
Although the air was clear and sunny, I managed to catch a faceful of what our hunting guide laughingly called “Georgia snow”. A state worker from New Jersey had just shot the head