In Spanish, the word for pandemic is pandemia. It sounds to me like academia or eudaimonia or even Portlandia: a state of mind, or a place, a world unto itself. In the Land of Pandemia we find ourselves in, time moves differently. For me, the days move slowly, but the weeks pass quickly. Months move like years, and the past year has felt like many more than 12 months. In Pandemia, we daydream, we nap, we dawdle and delay.
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