Scope and Contents I woke up one Sunday during a pandemic with the soul so heavy I'd swear the ghosts of all the women I used to be were laying on top of me. When I finally got to pep talk them into letting me go, I tried to do as functional humans do, shower, get dressed, and get busy. Unfortunately, I was that sad and overwhelmed that the only things that seemed to be entertained were my mind and my heart. Who knows what is going on anyway? I needed fresh air that would shake my hair and my thoughts away. ...