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December 13, 2020
This, however, is today. It is a young day and still so dark outside that I have no Idea what the weather out there is without looking at a thermometer or the internet, and this I will not do. It is a new day with possibility. I close my eyes, and my visual world is reduced to vestigial splotches of light that are memories of the last thing I saw. Slowly these change and resolve themselves into different shapes. A new reality presents itself. It has sharp angles, and doesn’t make sense to a mind attuned to the old reality.