notes from the epicenter of Taipei's new outbreak
"I’d expected something more existential or philosophical to help with my grief — like really good art or therapy. Instead, repetitive movements and cheesy motivational sayings were getting me to a place of semi-emotional stability. After working out, I felt like I could get through the day."
I can barely write these words
an unthinkable year without pubs in Edinburgh
Quarantined away from liquid holiday cheer
The real surprise here is not the specific endgame
Reporting from the Big Long Now
Are we transformed?
They’ve chosen to leave the road open, since it appears the bear is wandering away from town.