I am so fucking tired today.
So fucking tired.
The cause? My inability to sleep these last few nights.
Yeah . . . pretty sure that’s it.
Insomnia is a lifelong and wakeful acquaintance.
A painful and heightened appreciation of the workings of my mind.
In which every thought in my mind flutters and …A is for Awake
Mark does not remember things the way I do.
I don’t mean that we disagree about shared memories.
I mean that he just doesn’t seem to have that many powerful memories of his childhood.
Is that how it is if your childhood was normal and happy?
I’ll give you an example. Every once in …Memory’s depth
When I was a kid, there was a woman who lived down the street who had a small white fluffy dog.
It wasn’t actually a street so much as a dirt road, but if I say, “there was a woman who lived down the dirt road,” it sounds all trashy.
When I was …Sucker dog
Happy Valentine’s Day!
Maj and Kallan woke this morning and immediately ran to see if I had filled their big Valentine’s Day box with cards. I hadn’t. I meant to do them last night, but I didn’t. Which meant that I needed time alone this morning. Time to think without the girls looking over …Fuzzy Valentines
But Kallan’s city-ness was revealed when I heard her excitedly describing to a new friend her encounter with a crazy “beaver-duck.” …Chickens, Blind Dogs, and Beaver-Ducks