It is something to think about, Craig. The future, as you said, will never be the same. I’ve seen more rudeness than I cared to this past week. And a few shy smiles, gentle caring among individuals. I think we saw the best and worst of all of us with this experience. Take care.
I’m in a quiet house this morning. My daughter is here, and she brought a Rottweiler puppy with her. These all belong to her room mate, and nobody seems to want this one. He’s cute as hell and they’re trying to give him away. I tried to snap a photo for you guys, but he’s kind of a perpetual motion machine. He looks more like a Black and Tan coonhound right now. They never got His tail docked, but I have a hunch this will change once he fills out. You’ll have to make due with Frankie and I.
As authors, we’re all kind of observant. There is a lot going on around us right now, and I wondered what to do with it all.
I remember my grandparents talking about quarantines and such. One of my grandmother’s sisters was quarantined at Ellis Island, because they thought she looked sickly…
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Traci Ashbe Dark Fantasy Author 