Posted in Journal

Restless

Half nine along the coast of the Celtic Sea, the sky a bland gray, the air still and carrying a chill, the coffee decent sharp, the birds warming themselves over old chimneys, and humanity restless to get back to the usual challenges of life without Covid.

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