The many layers of exhaustion as we approach the one-year mark of the pandemic.
The third surge. Adjusting to life at my parents'. A birthday. We evolve.
The Election Day that became a week (or two months, depending how you look at it). Friendship, family, and transitions.
Friendship heartache, preschool exhaustion, election anxiety.
Grief, rage, the occasional escape, apocalyptic sky, and finally podding after 3 months of planning
Looking back on the second half of July.