Anachrnonistic Fun
How I look when my Zoom camera is off. As we (mostly) take collective faltering steps toward the precarious and ever-eroding notion of "normal," with the world changing and remaining the same, and things making less sense the more we think about them, I've found myself retreating, for a couple of evenings, to some semblance of what was. It induced a not-unpleasant disconnectedness shot through with a surprising nostalgia. It also brought longing for a simpler time, when lockdown provided a justification for hermitude, when the social contract was edited down to its outline and everything was ...
Source: northcoastjournal.com
