I woke up at 5AM with a headache after dreaming I had a headache. I dreamed our mayor had a headache too. She probably does. Whenever we move from sunny to rainy day the pressure changes trigger a migraine. I came down and took medicine. Then I took out the trash bins. I ran inside for the red snow shovel and scooped the dead pine needles and cigarette butts into the river of rainwater flowing down my street. Yard work during a plague.
"We can't return our library books," my husband said.
"It's okay, nobody can right now."
Thursday, March 19, 2020
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