Friday

A while back, a friend introduced me to this app called The Pattern. It is a strange little app that takes your birth info (time, place, etc.) and turns it into horoscopes that sound like something your therapist would tell you. There is quite a bit of mystery around the app as no one seems to know who is running the show or what happens with that information you provide or how it is free and yet there are no tacky ad interruptions. Let’s just assume that it is either run by the Russians or profit-driven aliens so we can…

Saturday

It has been a strange week, a week of shifts and stops. I’ve been doing nothing in the evenings. Not reading or finishing the painting or the story. Not even helping the kids with their homework. I have just been coming in, closing the curtains, and going to sleep. Is that shameful? I am not sure. Perhaps. I set my alarm for four and sleep through it. I wake at five and lay there staring at the ceiling. I am trying to figure something out but I am not sure what it is. I start Japanese lessons next week. It…