DLD 368: Not so far flung

A wooden dock covered in snow extends over a calm body of water. There is a wooden chair on the dock facing the water. The shoreline is rocky and also covered in snow. In the background, there are hills and a distant shoreline with some buildings, and the sky is overcast.

We shouldn’t be here right now. We should all be there. But we aren’t. And we don’t even really know where “there” is. A most interesting predicament.

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