Anxiety of the in-between

The Anxiety of the In-Between (Note: NOT the actual bat that was in our house - but it looked something like this.)

August 17, 2026

(Not So) Deep Thoughts

I didn’t anticipate my Friday morning would involve nearly three hours of poking and prodding by radiologists. We’re just being thorough. And now I wait for the next appointment with complete uncertainty. It’s only a 2-10% chance, but best to be sure. They’re not wrong. But how do you just keep existing in the in-between? […] Keep Reading...

Ask me about my CPAP machine

Ask me about my CPAP machine

August 3, 2026

Zero Fluffs Left

Oh, the excitement of middle age. It’s seriously sexy. Last year I was in a terrible place, both in terms of my physical and mental health. I thought that most of it was due to burnout related to my job, so when I found a new position (which I LOVE), I thought I would start […] Keep Reading...

I found her

I found her at Books Galore - closing day, August 1, 2026

August 2, 2026

(Not So) Deep Thoughts

Today was, sadly, Books Galore’s last day in business. Myles and I decided to pop in during the last hour they were open. He was searching for some IDW comics, D&D, or MtG treasures. Since it was my last chance to look, I had to see if I could find something. My Grandma Rita loved […] Keep Reading...

Let’s make it 2006 again

turned-on monitor

July 22, 2026

(Not So) Deep Thoughts

Several months ago, my partner started listening to audiobooks before bed rather than scrolling social media. He puts in his earbuds and plays mindless sorting games (like this one) while he winds down before going to sleep. It’s become a nightly ritual for him that he genuinely looks forward to. Meanwhile, doom-scrolling and crashing out […] Keep Reading...

On writing

On writing: Ok, so I wanted to be Jessica Fletcher

May 8, 2026

(Not So) Deep Thoughts

A twisted path from dreams of creative writing, to crafting code, and back again. When I was young, I wanted to be a writer. It wasn’t because I was an avid storyteller or voracious reader. It was because of Jessica Fletcher. It was the tickety-tick of the antique typewriter in the opening credits to Murder, […] Keep Reading...

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