It’s official: I’m no longer the protagonist of my own life.

I’ve now lost so many of my things that I’ve crossed a threshold of comic ridiculousness and turned into a quirky side character in my own life.

Notebooks, index cards, sweaters, flannel shirts, water bottles, a bowl of cereal that I just poured milk on…

Here’s to hoping I can blame this on pandemic-brain.

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