Day 23 – Who We Will Be

Days filled with golden spring light.

On the news, the directors of health are saying that it’s working — that social isolation is lowering the death count.

Maybe summer 2020 will be a viable thing for the collective pursuit of basic human pleasures.


I had a dream last night where chunks of my gums fell out in my mouth and I spit them. Then my dream-nose started to bleed and I couldn’t stop it.

In the supermarkets people speak muffled through masks. At night it’s so quiet.

I wonder if someday I will miss all of this time to do nothing but wait.

I wonder who we will be after this.

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