Nix the black Sharpie.
If life was recorded on wall calendars alone, how would days lost to headaches be noted?
Take a black marker to the date?
Nope, too bleak.
A frowny face?
A skull in a vise?
No, days like yesterday, I’d simply take scissors to. Snip out the square and toss it away with a sigh.
Until Tuesday (travel day tomorrow)…