Day 26: Hoardak

Day 26: Hoardak

The fourth Friday in quarantine wasn’t my best day. It was, of course, Good Friday, which having been brought up Catholic, I’ve always found to be a perplexing mark on the calendar. Right off the top, there really isn’t anything “good” about it. It was the day the...
Day 10: Honesty

Day 10: Honesty

Wednesdays are always tough. Even when the concept of “Wednesday” actually meant something because one particular day was different than another. They all kind of mush together in the realm of quarantine. Growing up a midwesterner, I was imbued with two...