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Friday, March 27, 2020

Sad Spring

This is the saddest spring I can remember.  I take a walk every couple of days, and the magnolias, forsythia, daffodils, cherry and apple blossoms that have always brought a kind of life-excitement are blanketed by an all-eclipsing worry.  I feel wrong, at odds with spring.


  1. My spring in the outdoors consisted in running during the early morning hours, 2 miles, 3 miles, maybe 10 miles depending on the day of the week. The urban setting, with its sights and smells--intoxicating.