Do viruses have souls?
I like to take pictures of text in this time when we text each other pictures.
Another year like being shipwrecked.
Weird shit makes the world go round.
Sometimes everything I do becomes a Buster Keaton routine.
Dreamed of a giant truck with a new tiny engine, opening up living space under the hood.
Or course, we should realize that the weirdness has just begun.
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