A book. There. I said it. And it’s terrifying. The self doubts that I pushed to the side to make this decision came roaring back the second the decision was made. I am sure I am supposed to appear super confident as I prepare to ask you for money. But that would go against the authenticity I hold dearly when writing.
I know it seems like I have it all together.
I can’t even keep a straight face while I write that.
One of the reasons I prefer the 101 Things list over typical resolutions is that there are no open-ended goals; no vague goals like “eat better” or “exercise more.”
I’m just about done with 2022. I mean, technically, we are all just about done with it, but I’m dramatically and metaphorically done with it.
Maya was a very good dog. Even once she developed Cushing’s and had to pee all the time and didn’t always make it outside, she was still an excellent dog. One of the best.
I’ve been thinking about all the ways grief sneaks into our lives. How it isn’t just an emotion relegated to death of loved ones.