Coronavirus Days--Week 5
|Cool homemade mask--a|
surprise gift in the mail
from a wonderful friend.
|Dowan likes to relax|
while I exercise.
|I made my first ever cherry pie|
from scratch. Still firsts to be had.
It's a mix, fuzzy lines of emotions. I can throw silent tantrums about how I don't want this change, how I want to have a carefree summer, how I am bitter every time I get a cancel notice for some future event. This summer won't be like summers past. This fall won't be like past ones. This year won't be like the past. And next year. I cannot imagine that far for now.