May 2026

I went somewhere

In March, Kevin and I (along with our friends Paul and Jenn, aka the baby sister that my mother was too selfish to give me) went on a cruise through the Panama Canal. 10-year-old me would be thrilled. NGL, 59-year-old me was pretty thrilled, too. The thing about the canal that surprised me, though, was

Hi.

So, after a year of waking up every day and not having much to say, this morning, my brain chose violence. I’m still not sure WHAT I have to say, but, honestly, I think I am just tired of this page having a date on it that’s so far in the past. But that’s how