My socially solo
squeaked-in-between-thunderstorms
physically distant 30:12.59-minute walk today
squeaked-in-between-thunderstorms
physically distant 30:12.59-minute walk today
is dedicated to
authors; book writers;
novelists.
Fiction writers, sci-fi writers,
any wranglers of words that
fire our imaginations.
(Oh, god...remember it all started out with the superflu?)
...
Why, indeed?
Why, indeed?
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