Quarantine, Acne, and My Undying Hatred for the Red Sox

I thought quarantine wouldn’t be too bad for me because I’m still working, but I gravely misjudged my need to go out. I don’t merely mean social interaction because, personally, I could do without the interaction part. I have no desire to interact. I do need to observe. The last time I talked to aContinue reading “Quarantine, Acne, and My Undying Hatred for the Red Sox”