Recently I came across a short story I'd written down about my great-grandmother who claimed to have seen fairies, and it got me thinking.

Was it really too much to ask, 2021? That you just be better than 2020? I mean, it was a really low bar. Ground-level low. Nematode belly-le

On second thought, you know what? Nope. Let's not. We all know what we've been through. There is literally zero reason to rehash what this