It was a pleasure to burn
This week would have been my 15th wedding anniversary
I can’t believe the last time I wrote you was in May.
I can’t believe this is our reality. A reality where there is revolution in the streets and idiocy in the halls of power. Where 140,000 people have died and yet, my daughter’s best friends mother texts me to say I’m overreacting and the virus isn’t real.
I got a puppy.
I took down the blinds in my home.