Yes, Yogi, it is like deja vu all over again.
No, Donald, it didn't just disappear one day like a miracle.
This week a tsunami hit New York City. The lines that formed. The shows that closed. The disease that spread. The Greek alphabet everywhere. All at once.
The fear swallowed us whole almost two years ago. It has returned, reduced, for now, by being three shots in. And believing those with breakthrough cases, at least those we know personally, and they are suddenly many, are doing ok.
This has been a bad week. Yesterday was a horrible, no good, very bad day. As in VERY. Today we open our eyes and peak out from under the covers. And wonder and worry what we will see.
Yes, Yogi, it ain't over 'til it's over. 'Til the fat lady sings. And today she woke up with a cough. And laryngitis.
1 comment:
But this time there is not fear, just logistical nightmares and concerns for such
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