It’s weird that I have time to fix the kitchen sink drain, and all the other broken shit in my house.

It’s painful that I rarely see my friends, and when I do, it’s at a distance.

It’s disquieting that I’ve worked two days in the last four weeks.

It’s alarming that my bank account is in free fall.

It’s a strange gift that we must somehow learn to embrace this limbo.





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