I couldn’t sleep last night. The night before I’d dreamt of disease, contagion, and fear, my mind just wouldn’t settle down. I didn’t have particularly bad thoughts swirling in my head. I thought about friends, and generosity, and kindness. I thought about nature and wildness.
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