Journal Featured The Last Captain's Log June 18, 2026 This morning I woke up at six thirty to the sound of my phone playing a song meant to function as an alarm. It is not the harsh buzzing of the alarm clocks of my childhood – the type with red LED letters that screams at intervals and
Twenty Eight Tuesday, April 19th, 2005 I've been twenty eight for a little over two days now, and I have to tell you that I honestly don't care. Sure, I joke to people that I'm getting older. I'm one step closer to death. All
