June has been… absurdity aplenty. I think I am going to hang on to the mask or my smirks will be found. This is a slow death by a thousand cuts. The redemption? There will be nothing for me to think of thee fondly. The antidote to such intellectual and moral atrocity is to surround oneself with nature, delicious food and great books.
Wednesday, June 30, 2021
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