Sunday Morning Almost Feels Normal
Almost, but not quite.
Congratulations! You're now qualified for space-flight to Mars. The mission will be considering less taxing than sheltering in place during a pandemic.
I see a person walking their dog. She has a surgical mask around her face. Is it a leisurely stroll? Do those exist anymore?
The kids are playing in another fort. The days are spent building forts. We build them, they collapse, we build them again.
How are you doing? What challenges are you facing? How do you deal with life during the coronavirus?
Anxiety. Dread. Uncertainty. Sadness. All of those emotions are swirling around inside me
Everything feels unsettled. What's the new normal? What's important?
Right now, it's 8:50 a.m. and the kids are building forts and playing. I'm not sure how this will work or what it will look like.
At times, it's like two positive ends of magnets pushing each other apart as they try to come together.