Hello, reader.

You've reached the blog of a human that breathes and walks around to get to places. I enjoy walks to the mailbox and across parking lots towards buildings where work happens. Anywhere delicious food is available for consumption gets a special fast-walk from me.

As for sleeping habits (because they're totally relevant), I sleep crookedly from two years of instinctively adjusting to a puppy that occupied a third of the bed. Used to. She's not dead or anything, just has her own bed now. Winter the chihuahua-dachshund may have left, but the back problem stayed.

Most importantly, well-used sarcasm gives me life. Wet socks bring me death. There's no one I'd rather be with than nobody. Nobody never lets me down. Just kidding. I love my family, genuine friends, and boyfriend. They keep my obviously hidden and manageable cynicism in check.

Until next time,

On a serious note, I'm aspiring to be a #1 New York Times bestselling author of fantasy-horror novels for young adults. That's pretty much it for now. Thanks for stopping by!

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