Writing little stories while the world burns

Does any of this matter?

People have been weird all month. Usually the restaurant where I work has ebbs and flows that go slowly enough you can feel them coming—it’s busy this week then slows down a few weeks later. Instead there’s been a rush one night and a trickle the next. People are needier than usual too. Tips, which is where I make most of my income, are unpredictable. A…