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Things I miss as 2020 comes to a close

Seeing my best friends’ faces unobstructed by a mask and not through a phone screen. Not discussing test results with them. Waiting in an unnecessary long line to drink perfectly crappy coffee at a diner at 10am after staying up way too late the night before. We are yawning and our hair is unkempt, but…

Journal archives: existential dread & hope

We all began as unwilling participants in the act of living. Whether or not your outlook on this ordeal has changed is of your own volition. I learned at a young age that the matter that makes us up was not created and also cannot be destroyed. Nonetheless, we were born in some fashion and,…