Perusing and pursuing the peculiar.
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A journal entry that turned into a rant that turned into a poem about executive dysfunction.
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Day 3 of The Isolation Journals. Today’s prompt is to write a travel entry from your own home; to explore your place of quarantine like it’s a foreign land.
A quick vent about restlessness, followed by a poem.
