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As I wrote this, intended to be funny, with only a touch of seriousness, post, I felt increasingly childish/silly/spoiled/clueless. Almost deleted it, in embarrassment. But, since my posts serve as part of my journaling obsession—the part other people get to read if they’re short of more exciting or challenging literary resources at the moment, I decided to post it. Yesterday, for the first time since I retired (2 ½ months ago), I… Read More
March 13, 2020. The day the State of NM closed down the North Fourth Art Center and the first day of my pandemic year…or P-2020 as I like to call it. Almost a year ago. I don’t feel well this morning, nothing serious, just…somber. Why? P-2020 didn’t impose any real hardships on anyone among my friends and family. With reasonably good health, ongoing jobs or unemployment, lots of books and all those… Read More