Lockdown Aftermath

Harsh Canadian lockdowns have taken a severe toll on my sister. She keeps cooking. She cooked more for me this week than she’d done in our whole life before. I stumble into the kitchen in the morning, and she sticks a plate of freshly made pancakes and a cup of coffee into my face. And they are good, too.

I can just imagine them all sitting there in lockdown and cooking, cooking, cooking. Creepy.

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