On Fear, Anxiety, and Blogging Again



Today I wrote about railroads. This morning, I was a mom. I picked up my contacts, grabbed a coffee at the local Caribou, and sang Disney songs to my five month old son all the way home. We played with stuffed animals, read books, talked at length about Twitter, and changed a diaper or twelve. Then he napped, and I became an expert on the history of railroads in America. During his second nap, I was an expert on iOS 10. On his third, I was a fictional advice columnist, offering colorful guidance to young witches and wizards. Now he’s asleep for the night, and I’m taking a moment to write as me…or try to. Continue reading