Michael Hollowell
Boothbay, Maine
April 10th, 2020

I’ve lost track of the days at this point

They seem to be cojuncting together joining into one

Wake up classes game sleep

It’s as if it’s illegal to go outside everythings closed

We wait in line for bread and milk again it doesn’t seem to be getting better

But hopefully it is

Were stuck inside its april and it’s started to snow

There’s a mix of calm and panic at the same time

Like the calm of the storm but the storm has just begun

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