In the gallery of my 2020 memories, one figure stands out more vividly than the Zoom calls and the sourdough starters: My Cousin Sister.
Now, as the years move forward and life regains its frantic pace, I look back at 2020 not with total resentment, but with a strange fondness for the cocoon we built. my cousin sister 2020
I didn’t know then that those noodles would become a ritual. Or that Riya would become the anchor of my entire 2020. In the gallery of my 2020 memories, one