9/4/2025.

Okay so yesterday was a bit unusual. We had another mothership float over Wichita.

https://www.kwch.com/2025/09/04/storm-shots-mothership-returns/

I had so many alerts going off on my phone, I cut the writing short because obviously the responsible thing to do in that situation was to go outside and take photos and videos. I'm a native Kansasan. Born here. Spell check is informing me that Kansasan isn't a real word. Maybe it should be?

I do enjoy making up words. Sometimes as a writer, I wonder what it'd be like to write in a special language code no one else understands. Then I realize I already do that in real life sometimes. Not just by existing as me (an unusual parent that no one else can relate to) but at work. I work in a team setting that manages children. Sometimes we get creative describing the days events to one another. For example some of the kids have learned how to spell and are watching our body language. It becomes a challenge to get to the cabinets. If you give one kid a cookie, they're all going to want one. So it becomes like playing a Matrix/Twister game because of the way our classroom is designed.

Anyway somewhere in the confusion of last night I realized that I had skipped ahead on the prompts. Idk, I was tired. Still am. I just now realized that it should be spelled Kansan. I had a pretty easy day at work today too. No excuses.

It might just be the nervousness of Jake's hospital procedure tomorrow. Our check in time is 5:30 AM. And when they first informed me, the early bird in me rejoiced - yes! First in line. Get in and get out. That excitement lasted for a few minutes until I remembered I had another child. ^%$%^&^%^&*^%$#$%^&

>That was my code for a string of cuss words as I tried to piece together a barely there care coordination plan for Julia and all the conversations I needed to have. My parents are both now retired and help out with the kids but asking 4AM out of anyone is uncomfortable. I personally get up at 4:30 every day for an hour of yoga but that's really the only time I have for myself. It helps with stress management and my blood pressure. If I'm being completely honest, I'm actually kind of disappointed that I'll miss it tomorrow. It's addicting.

And I should probably start to knock out more of the prompts now that I have a chance. I'm feeling way too overconfident regarding Jake's event and that's never a good thing. Complacency.

Wow, it's like I sensed this one coming. Guess I can just continue streamlining in from the last chain of thought. Addiction. Well it's fair to say I'm an adrenaline/workaholic addict. I have a high life drive. Some of that is natural. I've always been someone who was driven but some is also from winning depression battles. Would much rather feel alive than lost in grief fog and sadness, basically. And that's taken me places. Breaking down fear, exploring life from many different perspectives , even as a writer. Idk, it actually fits me very well to be a behavior tech - (so to tie in from yesterday's prompt) finding my new tribe. People who love caregiving kids with disabilities as much as me.

I have experience with other forms of addiction but those aren't my stories to tell.

I'm a millennial. Too many huge things have happened in my lifetime. Didn't I cover this already? Feels like I probably did. In fact, the universe at this time just needs to chill out. I'm tired of all the hysteria.

Jake and Julia. Again, this is a time where a photo probably works best. Okay just got lost in sorting through pictures for the best one. Maybe words are sufficient. I'm missing a lot of my photos as they're on another old computer.

Well first of all, they're twins. And personality wise, that has shaped them. Julia tends to take the lead and is very situational aware, about any and all things. Schedules, new plans, feelings. Jake does his own thing, at all times but is happy to follow along close by with whatever we're doing. Both are very sweet and gentle.

And now it's too late.