Anxiety. Dread. Uncertainty. Sadness. All of those emotions are swirling around inside me. What will happen to everyone who works in the service industry? What does recovery look like? What do the next 18 months look like? There’s anger too. Anger over President Trump’s lies and failures.
I went grocery shopping and thought, buy what they have and you need, don’t get upset about the lack of choice. So we have some stale bread.
The difficulty is: how do you carry on when it feels like the world is coming apart at the seams. I want to take care of my family. What does that look like in a pandemic? Work remotely, hunker down, avoid contact, try not to go stir-crazy in your apartment?
Hoping today will be better.