R U Ok? Like, Really?
Dear friend, There are times in life when words fail me, when I don’t know what to say. This may be one of those times. You see, I don’t have the right descriptors for this year. No word really covers it. 2020 has been, well, frustrating, lonely, disconnected, and worse—like some dystopian novel. Okay, it seems some words are available, or at least some imagery. But it’s been challenging hasn’t it? And so, I’m sorry. I’m sorry this year has been like this. I’m sorry I haven’t seen you. I’m sorry I’ve been disconnected. This microscopic super-virus has made fools...
