A perfectly accurate visual representation of Caitlin’s week.


My moods are suddenly being dictated by communication with a certain human. Read More »


My grandfather’s senses didn’t work; his mind was gone and it was just his body there. The nurse said to keep talking to him anyway. Read More »


On Sunday my band, Llama Sanchez, had its first gig. Read More »


I never believe people when they compliment me. What’s wrong with me? Why can’t I just take in what they’re saying and be happy about it? Read More »