L comes before S in the alphabet. Post hoc, ergo propter hoc, Logan comes before Shannon.
I don't remember my first panic attack. I do remember one in particular, the one I think of when I tell people: "Sometimes I have panic attacks." I was maybe 16 or 15, I lived with a family that wasn't my own. After my parents moved me and them to Florida, I promised to give … Continue reading Predictor
Yesterday, while researching for an essay I'm trying to write, (It. Is. A. Mess. Apologies to Nicole who I've tasked with reading it.) I realized it was the five year anniversary of the day I learned I was cleared to be Derek's liver donor. I am fully aware this is the five year anniversary of … Continue reading The Anxiety Anniversary
Over the weekend we went to Providence for a friend's birthday party. We hadn't seen these friends in a while, because apparently every few years I need to go into a self-imposed witness protection style hibernation in which I don't speak to or communicate with people I care very deeply about for YEARS. Literal years. … Continue reading Mad At Myself
Last night Derek and I watched an episode of the new Marie Kondo series on Netflix. We thought it would be a good way to kick start our own decluttering mission. It was great. Then we went to bed and I had a real weird dream. Derek and I were boarding a plane to or … Continue reading Tiny Hotel Room In a Sky Tube
I'm not opposed to resolutions, I make them all year long. I make one nearly every day. For me, it's the desire to start something on a number I like. If I wake up at 6:36am, I will resolve to get out of bed by 7:00am. If I miss and I realize it's now 7:02am? … Continue reading I Will Publish This Post at 9:00am
*Spoiler alert?* I have never written about a current show and I am not sure that's why anyone follows this blog, but just in case it's something you care about, there might be spoilers below for The Good Place? Maybe? I'm not entirely sure how that works. I've never been too bothered by spoilers personally. … Continue reading A Boundless Void
For the past few Novembers I've made feeble attempts to participate in NaNoWriMo. I start late or on time, I write less or more than I should each day, and by week two I give myself permission to quit because it doesn't really matter if I do or don't write a draft of a novel … Continue reading I’m Proud of My Terrible Draft
I wanted to type mandible, but my mandible is not frozen, my right claw is. Mandible is just a really great sounding word. Mandible. Anyways, it's chilly again here in the northeast and I like it, I do, it's my favorite time, but it's difficult to type when one keeps one's house at a brisk … Continue reading Frozen Claw
The wind woke me up last night around 2am and then sneezing kept me up until around 4am. I realized around 3am the reason for the sneezing was that I'd forgotten to take my allergy meds. So I took them and a bonus Benadryl for good measure, and now I am awake and groggy and … Continue reading Is It a Metaphor?*
Last night I dreamt I worked at a place I stopped going to over a year ago. There was a problem I couldn't fix and a headset with a positionable mic that I could never quite get into a position in front of my mouth. I flipped the headset around and back again, but it … Continue reading Working Overtime
Logan M. Shannon 