Sunday, October 27, 2024

The Rona

I had a dream that I was back in the year 2017.  Against my better judgement, I started telling people about everything that would happen in the next seven years, jobs, moves, promotions, not deaths though.  The only thing that seemed off limits--by whatever had placed me there--was COVID.  I don't know *how* I knew this, but I knew it.  Nobody believed me though.  Nobody bought it anyway.  They all left for lunch (outdoor BBQ?) when it was called.

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