Day 4,153: Give Me My Thumb Please

Joy is wild. Right now she’s underneath the extra comforter Liz likes on her side of the bed, gnawing on my hand and making very fierce growls. She’s very gentle with her toofs, which makes the fierceness of her growls all the more delightful.

It rained today. I did a little writing but not a lot. That shit changes tomorrow. I’m back in baby. Locked and loaded. Let’s gooooo. I’ve got some great ideas in these notes I wrote myself over the past several months I’ve been noodling on this story, ...