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With the coronavirus crisis, I’m really not looking forward to warm weather

I live in New York. But last week my fiance and I decided we’d isolate outside of the city.

We retreated to a home in a rural area, instead of cooping ourselves inside of our lovely, but small, one-bedroom apartment. (We’re also taking the necessary precaution of not interacting with anyone for quite some time, since we left a high-risk area.)

It’s beautiful here. I’m writing this on a Friday and the sun is shining. It’s warm. Earlier, I walked (alone) to a dock (far away from anyone) and watched the slowly rippling water lap against the shore. Across the bay, lonely, small towns stood silent.  Read more…

 

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