When you were a kid, did you think “getting trapped in quicksand” was something you’d realistically have to worry about throughout your life? Me, too. (Thanks a lot, Saturday morning cartoons.) Turns out we were right…but who knew the quicksand would be metaphorical?
Tell me true, kittens: have you hit a day yet? Have you suddenly, innocently, inexplicably found yourself shook and shattered and shaken from all the shelters you’d fashioned for yourself in the time of pandemic? Me, too. Also Talena.
I’ve been hemming and hawing over how much to talk about it here. You know, that thing. That pandemic.
This, my dears, was no ordinary February. This was the big one.
Whereas: January has ended. Whereas: February is a mini-month, even when it leaps. Resolved: Winter is on the run.