End of April 2020. COVID-19 pandemic is so dreadful I hardly enjoy The New York Times like I used to. The streetlamps glow in the pitch-black morning. The wind howls eerily shaking the treetops. It is 5:36 a.m. Thunder sounds, then a flash of lightning streaks across the dark sky. There is a moment of daylight above the green forest. It will be raining soon. In the middle room where I keep my office I pull the drapes and sit back at my desk staring at his photo who is always in my mind. I feel no separation in our distance because we are in each other's heart. I sip more coffee. Strong black coffee without sugar. Sugar, as of late, gives me too much energy but not enough to write a sensible sentence. My mind wanders from here to there. I cannot stay still. I must take a walk...do something, else I will crash and, since last week I have been crashing a lot in the age of COVID. I woke up one afternoon to the sound of Smallville streaming on Hulu. After watching this series for the first time, I liked it. I am now fascinated with Tom Welling (Clark Kent), Michael Rosenbaum (Lex Luthor)…and a writing style that is similar to Chris Carter's “The X-Files” but with a superhero twist. A superhero who is a bit of a clutz, nerdy, boyish and lonely with big Heart. I cannot get enough of Clark Kent and Lana Lang. I am wide wake up for more Smallville... -Remy Zero, SAVE ME (Smallville Theme) Smallville for brunch
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