My couples’ book club just discussed “True Grit” by Charles Portis, one of the finest, funniest books I’ve ever read. I was out of town for the conversation – DARN – but some of my book club friends were happy…
I feel unmoored, I told my family, on day ten in the twilight zone. On day eleven, I drove back to Nashville…
Half the time I feel like yelling HELP or EMERGENCY because the virus messes with your head after a while even when you don’t – yourself personally – have the virus.