I wrote a fair amount in Pandemic Year 1 … but it felt like absolutely nothing.
None of my words were good enough or big enough to save us. But nobody’s words could do that. (Are we even save-able? Stay tuned. The show is still running.)
Everything I wrote felt useless.
I was just barely getting by myself so how could I even pretend to help anyone else?
So …
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