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: i can’t read :

Most of my time now is devoted to careening. I’ve turned into a freaking pinball. When I get up in the morning I’m as exhausted as…

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: dumb coping strategies :

Like every person in the world, I’m bored stiff. You can only pick dog hair off your socks for so long, you know. The weather doesn’t…

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: this won’t last forever :

I ordered bagels last week. Online. From Panera. I do that occasionally, order a dozen bagels for pickup the next morning. This time, though, I wasn’t…

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: don’t = starter’s flag :

In these days of coronavirus, we’ve all been inundated with advice on how to avoid the fast spreading, highly contagious virus, such as don’t touch your…

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: the human body as metaphor* :

Here, in winter’s waning days, life has grown so contentious and turbulent that all I want is some quiet predictability. I mean it, pass me a…

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: look away :

Has anyone noticed how everyday life has taken on the vibe of a gruesome nature show? I mean, here it is, just another day in the…

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Did you know today is purposely set aside to acknowledge the existence of stress in our lives. Uh, who needs a reminder? Have you seen the news lately?

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There once was a lady named Ferris
Whom nothing could ever embarrass.
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In the tub where she lay,
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