When Fort McMurray winters get this ridiculous, all you can do is watch the realm of Men build snow hills…and write a tale that might outlast the frost.
The Strange Kindness of Boring Days
I used to chase exciting days. Now I treasure the ones that just… work. What’s your “good day” lately?
A Formal Complaint Against Mornings
An entirely reasonable objection to alarms, responsibilities, and functioning before coffee.
I No Longer Remember Warmth
There’s a stage of winter where hope is gone. You see new snow, take a deep breath, and say, “Good. Good. This makes sense."
The Myth of Soon
I keep telling myself things will slow down soon. I'm starting to think this IS the slow part.
Paradise, Interrupted
I thought I had reached peak vacation. Ten minutes later, I was on my hands and knees in a resort bathroom reconsidering my life choices. This is that story.
A City of Masks
The fight changes when you learn who’s holding the strings.
I Was Tired for a Long Time
I didn’t wake up burned out. I woke up tired for a long time and kept telling myself that was just the job. I showed up, pushed through, did what needed doing, and slowly became someone I didn’t recognize.. If you care deeply for animals and feel constantly on edge, short, or exhausted — this is for you.
BOO. Seriously.
Some hauntings demand terror. Others just demand coffee.
Field Notes: Purpose Lost in Room #3
Ever wonder why you walk into the kitchen and forget what you came for? Our alien observers finally explain.
