I was standing in front of my mother’s linen closet. I kept taking out towels and sheet sets and unwrapping them to find used bottles of hand sanitizer stashed away. By the time I was done, I had about 6 or 7 bottles lined up. They were all different sizes and brands, and some were almost full, some 1/2 empty, and some 3/4 empty. Once I had discovered them all, I lined up against the pile of towels and sheets and thought “Phew.”
Meredith Wilson
Halifax
Canada
PANDEMIC DREAMS ARCHIVE 