New York City. We’re packing for a trip of indeterminate length. Our plans to log some time in the Mojave got scotched this year, but C’s sister has a cabin in the woods somewhere in Ohio near the Kentucky border. Our little flat in New York has been our entire world—bedroom, other room, kitchen, and repeat—so I’m grateful for any change of scenery. I’m already making plans to become a more positive person. Maybe someone who wakes up early and stretches and doesn’t read the news. Today the governor of Ohio tested positive for the coronavirus, so that’s an interesting omen.

Each night in 2020, I wrote a short post for a series called Notes From the End of a World because I wanted to etch these days into my memory. Before the world changed completely.
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