Writing Toward Normal

I had a bad day.

Nothing bad happened. I took Coco to her violin lesson. Her teacher was pleased. She practiced. Cherry read a book. I cooked dinner. Bacon came home. We ate. We went to the pool. Everyone was happy.

After my family was tucked in bed, I put on headphones and listened to this white noise thing. I keep expecting the government to release a warning. Caution, this recording has been known to eat brain cells. But, it helps me focus.

I wrote. I feel better.