(Jul 18) The march continues. Sort of.
Thanks to Budweiser, it’s never been easier to throw America away casually.
(Feb 7) Visited my mother for her birthday, since I was sick my whole time there for Thanksgiving.
They are with me now more than ever
Six and a half hours of train travel is about to begin
I wonder how long it would take to fly upstate
Four and a half hours in this seat.
(Jan 24) The white, fluffy, doom approaches. No, it is not Mister Stay-Puft from Ghostbusters. (original filmed down by my office!)
Before:
Winter has thankfully been uneventful, thus far.
There has been no snow this season
My back still hurts from shoveling
(Jan 7) Another new year. It resembles nothing so much as the end of last year.
It is a rare thing now for me to sleep alone. I have both of them at least half the week.
Atlas has tended to lie down next to me, wherever I happen to be.
I didn’t arrange the comforter, he did that himself.
(Dec 16) This is very symbolic of the problems I’m going to run into when it comes time to leave. Presuming that happens on my schedule and not someone else’s.