They started up on the construction site at 6:30am. Which I think is illegal. Even with the extended hours given them by the Province. Fuck Doug Ford. Either way. Fuck the bastard. And I got coffee grounds in my cup this morning. More than usual, for a Keurig. Sigh. Gonna be a long day.

I thought today was Wednesday. Steeled myself all day for what tomorrow would bring. And now realizing I have yet another 24 hours to wait. It’s like the unexpected voicemail from your doctor. They don’t say anything in the message. Aside from asking you to call back. Every disaster scenario plays across the back of…

I haven’t written since we returned home. Whatever muse visited me at the cottage stayed behind. Even this is excruciating. Searching for words. The title popped into my head yesterday. Looked up the rest of the lyrics. Definitely doesn’t speak to how I feel. Which is. Kinda numb. Mentally. I had menial jobs waiting my…

Tonight I was reminded of a family tradition. Because there was no such thing as central air conditioning, you had to rely on a window-mounted air conditioner. These were expensive and always went to the nexus of the house, which in our case was the sitting room slash dining room. (We had a rec room…

Having trouble getting used to the dentures. The way the plastic hits my soft palette. If there was less of it. I think that’d be fine. Also having issues with not wearing them. It feels unnatural, not having front teeth. And that’s not something, I think, is gonna change in the short-term. Did I mention…

I did find some enjoyment at the cottage, make no mistake. But we were in agreement: if we summer in cottage country again, there needs to be central air. I need to ensure I’m always wearing sunscreen. (Got a fair bit pink.) Apply the bug spray at the first hint of dusk. I think I’d…

Hi. Harold here. Came to say I visited our mutual friend earlier tonight. Tried to convince him to go for a nice long walk on a secluded road. The fucker didn’t listen. But that’s alright. He can’t ignore me forever. Maybe not, Harold. But I’m gonna fight you every inch of the goddamned way.

I am struggling. The dentures feel so foreign to me. I’m popping them out every once in a while, for a few moments, to get some respite from the alien feeling. I forgot to put sunscreen on yesterday. It was cloudy. And I forgot the UV rays can still penetrate. So I am every pink.…

First came the spoons. They took over the utensil drawer before making their play for world domination. The war was bloody. They thought they’d won. We thought they’d won. Then came the Resistance. Both sides suffered major casualties. But the tide turned. The spoons were beat back into the drawer. All the while, waiting for…

it was supposed to rain today. Thunderstorms, even. Which I’d love to witness here. Alas, they changed the forecast. It’s now projected to hit overnight. So I’ll be asleep. And I tend to sleep through those events. Eh, scratch that. The forecast changed again. Am I weird for wanting it to rain on my vacation?…