Q-Day 101: Lost In Space

It’s 9:30 am and I’ve been up for five hours. At 4:45, after a failed attempt to ignore the need for the bathroom, I noticed Todd was also awake. He picked up his phone and started playing a game – his usual M.O. when he’s got insomnia. I never tell him, by the way, that … Continue reading Q-Day 101: Lost In Space

Bad Boy Musings

Oh my God. I need to never, not ever, drink a 20-oz bottle of Dr. Pepper seven hours before bedtime. Lying in bed for going on three hours, listening to my heart beating in my chest, the weighted blanket worthless, and trying not to keep checking the time. The corner of my bedsheet and the … Continue reading Bad Boy Musings