As if flipping pages in a magazine, I riffle through the recent pages of my life quickly and without close attention. Now entering the eighth month of sheltering-in-place due to the Coronavirus pandemic, I am tired of it all: tired of social isolation; tired of...
I don’t like to stand out in a crowd. I’ve always tried to blend into the background, be quiet and listen rather than speak. My clothes are modest, nondescript, and I wear little or no jewelry. I’m a plain Jane, a country mouse, eager to scurry away from large...
I woke to sunlight streaming in through my open window, making wavy patterns on my covers. The unmistakable smell of autumn swirled into my room like a crimson leaf, and the morning air still held the warmth of summer as if reluctant to let it go. I basked in my cozy...
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