Took a walk today around our yard and the neighbor's yard and through the river bed.
The day was gray and windy and had the perfect late-fall, winter-coming feel.
Walking through the neighbor's yard (no on lives there and the house has been torn down)
feels like you could disappear to Narnia at any moment.
Like through this gate with a path that leads to nowhere.
Or through this cellar door.
My mom called and we talked and talked.
When we said goodbye I was exhausted just from talking!
And on my way upstairs I sat down to take a rest.
And that's what recovering from Covid feels like.
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