My post from May 2019 was titled, "May: A Train." If May 2019 was a train, I think May 2020 was a bulldozer.
April was a year and a week all at once. At some point in 2020, will I get to stop saying that about a month? I'm in a weird place (aren't we all?) because of self-isolation and pandemic and world-changing decisions. That being said, I finished one book in April, but watched a lot of … Continue reading April 2020
It goes without saying that March felt like a whole year (or two), but I finished a few more books.