The wildfires that came so close and the heavy smoke of a week or two ago suddenly seem like a dream .... or several years ago. Yet while it was going on, there was a sense of helplessness and also ..... 'When is this going to end.' I felt isolation. I'd see news and weather coverage from other parts of the country and feel disbelief that they had sunshine and seemingly good air to breathe. And now that it's passed, now that my car is no longer covered with a layer of ash, it doesn't feel like it really happened.
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