WIP: Ducks Rowing

Look at the calendar. The time is almost here.


Another Miracle Morning, another day with my daughter, capped off with a walk around the block with her at night. Soon she will have many more people in her life, and soon I will no longer be the funniest, strongest, smartest person she knows. That makes me sad, but it seems inevitable, and even right. But I will not go quietly.

Work progressed slowly. I got a little done, but not as much as I wanted, where I wanted. Most significantly, I had an idea and got started on a new project in the secret series I should be unveiling soon. It will hopefully make good sense then.

I’m so tired of spinning my wheels.