Quarantined Thoughts

A Pandemic as a Fertilizer

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I start writing to you today from quarantine. My eye is somehow inflamed. My conjunctivae are folding and bunching up when I move my eyes, which I believe to be conjunctivochalasis, and late last night I had an episode of what I believe to be corneal erosion. The doctor’s offices are all closed, so I am in a strange position of limbo. Of course, this won’t kill me, but it’s very uncomfortable, and the compounding effects of the world seemingly breaking apart, combined with health issues and a mind that is plagued with the talking heads on TV so brilliantly instilling fear, is intense.