Otter Contagion

While everyone was at the Met on Monday, Moran and I created our own soirée with scrambled eggs and rosé.  Ah, the life of luxury. This has been by far the most relaxing part of my week, since I have served as an RN after Jordan and I were exposed to the plague. The carrier: The otters. “Hey…

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Attacked

It was only poetic that my safest place turned on me this morning. As I ran out for work, I closed my closet door to find two giant pieces of wood falling towards me. If anyone could have seen the sight of me on the ground with the closet doors… It would have been award…

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