Journal of the Plague Year, Day One Hundred Fifty: The story is ludicrous, you can imagine where it goes from here.
Sorry, I’m having a devil of a time trying to concentrate today, so this may be a little more scattershot than usual. My kitchen is a mess. There’s stuff all over the counters. The dishes are piling up in the sink. This is a bad sign. Not, like, the way chest pain or the right […]