Just checking in...

Last night I was on poop patrol with Nacho, our puppy. I walked him at midnight, 2:30 AM, and 5:00 AM. I’m feeling the loss of sleep and my part-time job is chewing up my time as always. The idea of sitting down to focus on my book seems remote, as if it’s a bizarre activity that’s possible only on a another planet. I’m falling asleep at the keyboard. Later.