About the only people I see are places I go for food, like the farmers market. It’s usually a five minute chat but it means a lot to me, ....a friendly face, a real person . Most know my name by now as I go to the same places every week, the coffee shop, the bakery, the library, the market, the yoga studio juice bar. I’m scheduled for my second vaccine shot next week and hoping that will make me feel safe enough to get back in public transportation, as I;don’t have a car. This next week should be challenging as we have had a snow storm and are supposed to get polar vortex temperatures. I have stocked up on food as news reports have been warning us all week. Still being stuck inside sucks. Besides there is a bed bug outbreak in my senior apartment building which has me freaked out. There are four apartments near me with bed bugs and extermination treatments have not been successful yet. Another one was done on Tuesday and hoping this takes care of the problem.
February 15, 2021
I am not the same anymore. Not sure that is a good thing. I cannot look ahead. I have some amazing things in the future (potentially), but I cannot hope for them or look to them any longer for sustenance. I have lost my faith in the other side of this. I am losing my joy. I am losing me.
March 3, 2021