Isn’t Cormac the best?

SAD! SAD happens to me every year, just like everything, seasonally. I really should make the Almanac of Jady Lore. Every day of the year would be nicely sorted out by symptom and severity. I’d be happy to illustrate some of the funnier ones: Jady, who is ironically jealous of insomniacs and schizophrenics (they have all the fun), can’t stop thinking and go to bed, since crazy brain has a lot of legroom in the brain cabin right now. Jady is still piloting the damn thing, but taking a lot of flack from the peanut gallery. Severity level: wants to eat all the disgustingly delicious food available in the house. Drinking water instead.

Isn’t that a book you want to see happen?

Dream big, loyal reader.