*enter cute derivative word for quarantine* Diaries — PART IV

Settle in, settle in! Gather around! Settle in!
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Is there space yet for extraordinary things in our lives?

Why do I use first-person plural personal pronoun when I actually talk about myself? Am I more than one?

Will I find the chance again to do something that I'm passionate about? 
Will I find meaning?
Will I fall in love again?
Will I fall in love when I'm old?

Resistance, survival, resilience for what?


#justpondering

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