March 2020 \\ A quiet time

March 2020 … sheeewwww…. things had changed like never before. Our beaches were closed; roped off like a crime scene. That was difficult for a lot of us—to be so close but not be able to enjoy our beach. Our favorite local hangouts were closed or offering only take-and-get-the-fuck-outta-here-with-your-germy-breath service. It was quiet. It would’ve been a nice break from the hub-a-lub of life, had people not been dying and businesses struggling.

I hope we’ve learned some things. And I hope we never take what we have for granted.

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