the empty hours : a semi faithful record of reading while living
27.3.20
Day 16 isolation---
Margot sobbed in our bed this morning over a book because she misses swinging in big kid swings so much. And we got an angry text from our landlord about rooftop noise levels. Which--makes sense.
pretend picnic in the living room.
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