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A Letter To My Dead Mom Where I Tell Her About The COVIdiots And How I’ve Learned To Cope With Lockdown Anxiety

letters by paulaB2020-03-272020-11-27

Between Panic And Calm, Love And Loathing, Us And Them, Healers And Hoarders, Is My Chihuahua

letters by paulaB2020-03-262020-03-31

I'm A Zen Master Of Isolation, But That Line Between Sanity And Madness Can Be Kinda Thin Right Now

letters by paulaB2020-03-222020-03-24
letters by paulaB2020-03-202020-03-24

The Heartbreaking Reality Unfolding Down Yonder In The Land Of My Birth

Gnash my teeth, if I had any left, seething rage, as I watch the number of positive tests for the virus tick up, and deaths mount across the land, and thousands are going to die needlessly because of the inaction of one man. Incompetence, or evil, same difference, whether with ignorance of intent, the dead […]

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Panic, Pandemic, and The Fifth Letter To The Prettiest Girl In Town

letters by paulaB2020-03-152020-03-24

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