air quality

We’re not getting it as bad as Ottawa, Toronto or New York, but even a twenty minute walk with Mazy-dog last night, you could feel it in your throats and lungs.

I can’t imagine how my granddaughter is. The neighbouring city to them recorded the worst air quality in the world yesterday. I’m glad they’re staying in, but still. No house is airtight.

Everything has cracks. Things seep through.

The world replenishes at its own expense.

Target: 1400 words
Written: 1349 words, novel: Father Lightning

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