I toss an apple in the air. As I anticipate itsĀ fall, I hear the sirens of an ambulance outside my window. With my mind on the siren, I miss my apple that inevitably smashes on the floor and now my room contains hints of a sunny morning in an orchard. This is the closest I … Continue reading Inside a Quarantined Mind
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