One of my favorite new connections here involves a long walk from my car and a murmur about the last time a rapid test was taken; boots come off at the door and slippers are offered. Wine is served in ceramic mugs. There are radishes in soup with a garnish of cilantro, and belly laughs six feet apart in a cozy cabin, while dreams are shared about life and love and career and adventure after a pandemic. Slowly but surely, I’m finding my people.
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