Day 113: Strange Dreams

A few weeks ago I kept dreaming about being in a grocery store without a mask on, and when people crowded around me, I yelled at them to get back. It’s no mystery where my subconscious is at these days. I wonder sometimes what psychological damage this pandemic is doing to all of us, but especially the children. What a strange thing it must be to have normalcy thrown out the window before you’ve even figured out what normalcy is.

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