Zooming thoughts

Image chosen for my damn self.

So, last night, I responded to the inimitable Quasimodo’s invite to a zoom gathering with a fast and loose decline.

And immediately felt like a douche.

And didn’t sleep.

And as I was lying…laying? in the slowly lightening dark of predawn, I realized that…I was really, really scared of Zoom meeting the Medium crowd because…like…here, I get to think about my words and present what I…