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Molasses & Chewing Gum

Cabin fever is real. As an introvert, I never really had a problem with being by myself a lot. And as an introvert with glow-in-the-dark pale skin, I never really had a problem with staying inside most of the time. The outside world doesn't like me very much - I get sunburnt easily, attract every biting insect within spitting distance, and hay fever puts a sneezy stop to smelling the roses. Now, after more than 6 months under various stages of lockdown, fresh air is golden to me. Being outside is everything. And the idea of

being with people I can hug and sit close to, talk and laugh with, see without a screen-intermediary, seems far away but so, so magical. We're going to get through this, I know we will. One foot in front of the other.


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