Note to world #12

She worked on letting go of certain long held secret hopes, like that she would abandon her life and live alone in a small cottage by the sea with a big dog. But much like a wild pandemic, her hope seemed to resist various therapeutic inoculations and new, stronger strains of it found ways to thrive among the practical difficulties of its environment. And sometimes she was not sure whether that was good or bad.

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