At the beginning of the pandemic, i stocked up with a healthy assortment of books from the library, from friends, and from my own collection which I intended to read or re-visit I did get through some of them, but I also fell into the bad habit of doomscrolling the news -- reading the endless parade of articles about politics, shortages, restrictions, deaths, the progression of the disease across the nation -- and finding myself unable to concentrate on books on paper i wish I'd committed to a limit on reading articles online and reserving a space for reading books Looking back, my time was better spent adding to the list of books I've read, instead of the amorphous blur of worrisome thoughts and dire warnings that constituted the daily online onslaught. I understand why I did it, but I'd do it differently today
December 10, 2021
Have to admit it, I am really feeling nervous about stepping out into the world again, though I know it will be slowly and carefully. I don't think I am exactly the same, and that will have to be okay. This experience has left me feeling unmoored, shape-shifted. And what does that mean for how I go forth? I have no idea!
April 8, 2021