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My room is quiet as I shut out the sound of the bass pumping house music emanating from the party upstairs.
In the dark I raid the mini fridge, curl up in a pile of warm blankets and soft pillows.
I hear the sounds of fireworks ringing in the New Year, perhaps only in my dreams.
There is an ominous feeling tonight, impending dread forthcoming…..
I sleep well, not realizing that the virus is already here, planning on reshaping our world in 2020.
