I’ve picked up some new-client work and I’m very, very thankful. This month is two birthdays and Thanksgiving. I need the scratch, man. I’m particularly happy because most of the work is editing things that other good writers have written, which for me is like playtime. I love making other peoples’ words flow more smoothly. It’s been a real confidence-booster, too, to do work for which I was trained. I feel like I’m still shaking off my spate of PTSD from caring for MFM, and there are still some nights that I can’t get to sleep from residual stress of it all, but slowly I feel as though I’m getting back to myself.

Also, I’ve gone back to the gym. I’ve run something like 6.5 miles this week. Hoo-ah!