Coronavirus Days--Week 44
Today, I drove more than thirty minutes from my home. I left my house late morning and didn't return for about four hours. That meant that for most of today, I had no temptation to check the news and see if state capitols were under siege. Fortunately, the weather for January has been fairly temperate, with many days pushing 50, like today. It didn't matter if the humidity (an odd thing for Denver) made it feel a little colder. It didn't matter if I might have to dodge a bit of ice and mud along a trail. For a large portion of today, I felt sprung. Most days, I don't realize how small my world feels. I'm used to not getting in my car for days and days, and sometimes beyond a week. Weeks pass and I realize that the only interaction I've had is with Nan, the pets, and a random store clerk. I forget about the sky and some of the beauty that is within an easy drive. This weekend, that changed. Friday, I met a friend to stroll seven miles along a portion of the Hig
