Awoke early to a cold day.
Mushy brain from way too much time on twitter and facebook - habits die hard. Not even sure if I was looking for updates as much as a desperate need to contribute to the noise; killing time within the in between times. Or maybe this is my way of coping. For trying to maintain an optimism, I’m covered in hives and my back is beyond painful. Ways I think my spirit is expressing itself.
The market fell again. It’s getting to a scary place. One I can’t think of as it’s all projection. We honestly don’t know what’s around the corner.
Most of the East Coast shut down - schools, libraries, restaurants, pubs, cafe’s, theaters, museums, gyms, churches; groups larger than 25 are banned. California initiated a shelter in place which we may not be far from. It’s like a slow moving 911 with no end in sight.
The work day floated by in a strange way. I guess it’ll take us all time to adapt. Tho all my years working from home prepared me for this new reality, it’s still odd; people feel on edge and uncertain which is understandable. I texted my work mates to see how they’re doing as I think of them often and wonder what life is like at home until I see some of them on screen with young children. I can’t even imagine being in this situation with kids. Can’t even.
Walks continue to be helpful and I took two even though it was cold. The early walk was to the Common for a loop to wake up my brain mid-day. There were a few people there jogging, dog walking but very few will make eye contact now as we naturally walk away and opposite.
The evening walk was also my photography time… dusty light due to a soft cloud cover and the wind was quieter. I walked to the MBTA at rush hour - no one was there and garage was pretty much empty - then to the Canal with a crowded dog park. Apparently dogs do not have to practice social distance. There were little hints of spring trying to push it’s way through - pussy willows and tiny blooms on trees and at the Ropes Mansion, seedlings underway. Even in these times, there is life and rebirth.
Streets were relatively empty - all the restaurants were closed. There’s an even prevailing silence - a stillness that’s far from comforting. It feels like danger. Like someone is whispering on your neck in a dark hallway.
Walking back to the house, I felt a pang of nostalgia; I wondered how the ex was doing and the ex mother in law but thought better to call. Why agitate what’s completed. I can wish them well from afar and mean that thankfully.
Talked with my Mom and texted the girls and my brother tonight. And saw a few videos that made my day - penguins set loose in an aquarium and a rant by a nurse. Good way to end the day.
Food
Breakfast: Smoothie
Lunch: 1 piece of avocado toast, peanuts, blackberries
Dinner: Salad with salmon & lemon vinaigrette
Dessert: Fresh strawberries & Blueberries with whipped cream, ice cream & 4 chocolate chip cookies