Life in General

Hello, sunshine. The clouds have moved out, and shit's bright out there. Shawshank handed me sunglasses in bed. Pippin screamed until he opened the back door and put her table…

Good morning, world. It's a fucking marshmallow world out there. All of the forecasts we saw said we were supposed to get about 5-6" yesterday, but it never stopped. Shawshank…

Good morning, world. We're up and about. Pippin is getting into trouble. I've been awake since around 4:30am. I rearranged my mask and reset my guided meditation through a marshmallow…