Every Summer since 2013 I’ve taken two or three weeks of vacation to travel somewhere. This year is different; the world is a scary place and even if I felt comfortable traveling, there aren’t a lot of places that would feel comfortable having me. This is sad.
When I first started writing in this space, my intention was to intersperse status updates along with the stories, poems, and short fictional works which are the more common fare of this site. I wrote A Crazy Two Weeks to follow through on that intention. A couple of weeks later I wrote Easter 2020, butContinue reading “A Crazy(?) Two and a Half Months (May 30th, 2020)”
On March 1, the state of North Carolina had its first confirmed case of COVID-19. On March 5, I got on a plane to fly to San Antonio. That sounds absolutely insane to say now, but that just shows how quickly everything changed. The virus was concerning, but not necessarily life-altering.