Here’s a look at the “spiritual war” against masks currently being waged in Maine. My empathy tank is running low.
The takeaway: Clear the damn roads already. It’s time.
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The pain
It arrives in waves. “Rub some dirt on it” only gets you so far, because there’s no equivalent for psychic wounds.
I nodded so hard while reading this essay about pandemic-era parenting that I needed to ice my neck. I’ll ultimately be a better parent for having endured a year in close quarters with the little guys, but there have been some less than proud moments along the way.