Hope Cannot Be Trusted

Nevertheless, it is absolutely necessary

On Saturday, I was lucky enough to receive my second Covid shot. We went in the morning, 10 am, and found ourselves in a long line of people over 80. I am in a complete mental fog at the moment. But still, forcing myself to write. I want to remember what it feels like to be alive at this moment.

We got there. This time, in the parking lot, I didn’t panic…