one month

what do you think this is about

Right before the pandemic hit (sorry to bring that up) I had spent many months writing a show called Coke Ass. In the summer of 2019 when others were at the park and beach, I was too sad to go outside, or even really talk to anyone, and sunk into a depressive state. This isn’t unusual behaviour for me when a romantic entanglement ends, which one just ha…