Day 3,392: What is time?

Time is a slippery thing. It’s giving me mind whiplash today.

A week ago was my last “normal” morning with Coco. She’d had trouble sleeping the night before. I was worried. But, we woke up that morning and she was happy to see me. A stretch in bed, a little of her favorite move—the wiggle worm—and then running into my arms when I gestured her to and we went out to potty, made breakfast, she ate it all up, and then I took her back to bed for “second sleep.”

It seems like years ago, and it s...