2/17/26
It was another gray and glum day. It rained nearly all day yesterday, and somehow even more today. The sun—who strolled about all last week—lured me into a false sense of security. That damned groundhog and his accurate weather predictions.
Since I’ve stopped smoking I’ve been taking the time to find things that bring joy. Now that my books are unpacked I’ve been rereading some old favorites. Marie got me the Akira manga collection across a few holidays and I finally read the whole collection. It’s fucking crazy, to say the least. What really sticks out to me is the sheer beauty in the artwork. All those pages, hand drawn by one guy over the course of ten years is astounding.
Even then, it fills me with my own sense of confidence and excitement. Anything is possible when we commit ourselves to it. And even though I’m coming out of a multi-year writing slump, and sort of struggling to find my creative voice again, I know it’s there. I know I’ll be able to grow it back, and produce more art I’m proud of.
Marie cooked dinner and I relaxed on the couch. It is nice being able to relax on our couch again while watching tv that isn’t a bunch of corny tela novelas. It is nice having my own space again.
In the evening, after the kids went to sleep, I filed our state taxes. Better than last year, I’ll tell you that much.
The last thing I did was get my personal laptop out. It’s a MacBook Pro from 2014, but it still runs how I need it to. I am committed to getting the inferno cape on Old School RuneScape. It will definitely take plenty of trial and error. But there will be such a profound joy when I achieve my goal that I am ready to take on that mountain climb. I am finally feeling ready to live again. There is something to say about that, I suppose.
Love to my family and all who are kind,
- E.B.
Ed Boy 