Month: May 2021

A year of traumatic absolutes…

I hazily recall the day but it was about December 2019 or early January 2020. I had been making a routine of stopping at the corner CVS when taking Pax (my dog) on her last walk of the day, anywhere from 1am to 4am. NYC is quiet at this time, even before the pandemic. It’s peaceful. Like an abandoned movie…