Most mornings during the pandemic, I've had coffee with my girlfriends. Well, not technically
with them. What it actually looks like is me filling a mug, grabbing my phone, and settling into my favorite chair to catch up where we left off the day before. Usually, it's a lot.
There's the text chain with my three work-turned-life wives, which might rack up 500 messages in 24 hours, about everything from recipes to relationship drama to home decor decisions. There's also the DM flurry from my BFF who lives in L.A., mostly consisting of cute animals interspersed with detailed life updates. On Marco Polo, I check in with my two closest Brooklyn buds, both of whom have new babies; video messaging works best for us because it's all the face time with none of the scheduling hassles. We record and watch when we have a minute to ourselves. That thread has become a lifeline, especially this year.
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