Social Isolation in a Shared House; Day 21: Foam and Mainly Nothing
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2 min readApr 9, 2020
This morning on my way to Tesco I saw a runner exerting himself so hard that thick streams of foam were dripping out of his mouth and trailing onto his sweat stained t-shirt. It’s the only thing of note I’ve seen all day, and I wish I could forget it.
Today I decide to stop worrying. There have been hard knots in my stomach appearing when I go to…
