Dear Contemporary Parlance,
I can't tell you how much I wanted to reach out to you during this challenging time of being together alone. It's just that I am so busy with diving deeper into self-care, that I haven't found the time. There used to be time, but, I think it wasn't really there. It was just crammed into smaller instants, because it was an all you can eat buffet of time. Now that I have all this time, I am using it much differently. I don't even recognize it as the same substance, actually. And I really don't have time now, to observe your normal and play my pantomime role in it. So, don't come around here for your precious 'normal,' because it's not here, it went away, and I don't miss it even a tiny bit. Also, if you come over for a cup of 'new normal,' don't bother to knock, because I will be self-isolating for your protection.
Not, and please never do, signed "warmly." It sounds as if you are just starting to get mad, just at the outer edge of outrage that you should have started feeling years ago. Instead, let me sign,
Not, and please never do, signed "warmly." It sounds as if you are just starting to get mad, just at the outer edge of outrage that you should have started feeling years ago. Instead, let me sign,
hotly,
yours,
for now.
PS
Your song for today.
