Love as preservative
The only one there unconcerned was our dog.
I tried to edit an article, but I didn’t have the concentration.
For a split second I had constructed a little narrative that Paul Manafort was here, trying to rebuild his life working in hospitality in eastern China.
My son is in competition for an increasingly paltry prize. For something that never was a prize.
The laundry takes a while so I start quitting Facebook and Twitter during the spin cycle.