Enhaloed
I have an idea. (Cotton inspired it.) Let’s run rings around each other.
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I’ve been hemming and hawing over how much to talk about it here. You know, that thing. That pandemic.
Everything has changed. Nothing has changed. We have a choice in how we’ll be changed.
First things first: nobody knows exactly where this all goes. Not you. Not me. Not even, on this rare occasion, the cats.
If cats could take Buzzfeed quizzes, they wouldn’t. Amy has no need to know which Disney princess she would be, nor whether or not Timothée Chalamet would like her mixtape.
If yesterday was a whoop, today is a whisper. If yesterday let it all hang out, today tucks in tight, pondering in its heart. But let’s be real: the cats can’t choose not to tell the difference.
Luna did not vote in the New Hampshire primary. Luna did not watch the Oscars. Luna did not miss anything.
