17. 100 or so naked words on a bad day

Artorias likes to sit on my arm and eat Cheerios, so I have to wait until he’s had enough before I can write. You can’t write Medium articles with a rat balanced on your arm.

It’s a bad day.

A combination of things: waking up very early and not being able to sleep again; medical appointments; bad news.

It’s hard to write on a bad day.

To be conscious. To be upright. Never mind putting good words together coherently.

I can tell you it’s also hard to take a good photo of a rat when he’s balanced on your arm like that.

There is nothing much to be done except ride it out. Listen to podcasts and watch the rats playing on the floor.