Week 19 of 2025

Yesterday was Mother’s Day. Tomorrow is Death Day. I hate this time of year.

I’m looking at the list I made of things I did last week, and they’re all fucking irrelevant. Everything feels irrelevant. Everything is irrelevant.

I can’t believe it’s been five years. Five years! I can’t believe I have kept going. But here I am.

I still manage to make plans for the future: I signed up for four races in the coming months: a 12- and an 18-mile training run, the Fifth Avenue Mile, the Bronx Ten Mile. I’ve got the Brooklyn Half on Saturday. I scheduled a mammogram (no appointments available until January. LOL?). I had a meeting about organizing a conference in the fall.

So I guess life goes on... which today makes me mad AF.