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
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
My freshman dorm was cinder block tower with narrow metal windows that you could barely crank open. There was a matching building across the street. Someone said they were designed to make sure students wouldn't huck things, or themselves, out the window. Each double room had a little sink and two desks and two beds, … Continue reading Fear
Years ago, when I was dating a man I should not have been dating, for a variety of reasons I would eventually come to understand, his father and stepmother took us out to a fancy dinner in Cambridge, MA. It's a place called Harvest. It's nice but not too nice and it's good food and … Continue reading Rabbit Season
Trying to overcome a minor depressive episode feels a lot like trying to wrestle a queen sized futon mattress down a narrow staircase by myself. I know, logically, if I ask for help the task will be easier, but instead I grab the mattress and pull. Sometimes I get lodged in place, smashed against the … Continue reading Cascading Failure
Traveling is a little scary for me. Not in a debilitating sort of way, more in an anticipatory way. Like when you receive a present from a person who doesn’t know you very well. Presents are great, I love them, when you hand me a wrapped package chances are I am doing some pretty impressive … Continue reading I’ll Take the Road Less Traveled, But Only if There’s Good Food
I went to the podiatrist yesterday. But before that I spent the morning fixing a design for a shirt Derek and I will wear at the Transplant Games next month. It's just a test to see if we like the place that's making the shirts and to try out the design, it is not even … Continue reading The Answer May Surprise You
My big toe hurts, it's been annoying for a little over a week. It doesn't hurt constantly, but when I walk barefoot it feels... not great. Walking also does not feel super, and while it doesn't hurt more while I'm running, it certainly doesn't feel great afterwards so I'm taking a little break from running. … Continue reading Just Dial the Damn Number
Last week Derek and I went to the White Mountains for a few days. It felt weird to go on a vacation when what I do every day often feels like a break, but Derek was in serious need of a little time to clear his mind. We hung out at the pool, we sat … Continue reading In Honor of Melvin
Logan M. Shannon 