A young police officer is standing with a woman I assume to be his mother. She is praying for him loudly, at a major junction on the streets of a Lagos suburb; speaking in tongues unashamedly while passers-by stare, some in admiration, others, not so much.
I was reading a book titled All Good Things, It was a lighthearted read and I found something rather unexpected in it; I found myself.
As a child, I was passed between hands, hearths, hospitals, and houses of God for healing.
If you got the COVID, after you recover, the proof doesn’t stay in your blood for long, it’s like the Common Cold, you get one, you get over it, you are somehow not able to get another cold for awhile, and then eventually you get another goddamn cold. I sure hope America is ready for that kinda Reality with COVID-19.
I had been dreading the second-shot side effects yet also, honestly, kind of looking forward to them.
I am all about pretty much anything made with cauliflower