I just binge-read Ling Ma's Severance , an uncanny, eery book to be reading in the middle of our current pandemic. So many little details that mimic the current reality -- and certainly so much that is far from where we are currently. But the similarities pin-prick the skin, raise goosebumps. And then the devolution of the book's reality leaves me feeling sick to my stomach. And questioning everything. It's day 77 of life in semi-quarantine in this pandemic reality -- some days, it feels like we're living in a wild different world. Others feel so normal, full of meetings and routine, work that needs to be done, laundry that needs to be folded. Sometimes I forget the world is crumbling in so many of its layers. Sometimes I just focus on backyard birds and baking bread. And sometimes I see an empty bus rolling past, or a restaurant shuttered with boards and spray-painted with some stay-strong message, and I feel a knot in my throat, stifle a feeling that the world is sw...