Okay. Sorry. With more stuff
going on around me, my sense of time keeps standing still. And so, yes, I'm late with this post--again.
I won't get into what I
wound up doing yesterday, when I was supposed to post. But it hadn't been planned much in
advance. And I didn't pay attention to
the day.
Anyway, here I am. Yes, I'm
writing every day, at least. And trying
to stay safe, not only from COVID but also from the smoke that's still sitting
in the
So--hope everyone reading
this is well. And dealing better with
the sameness, yet difference in some ways, of every day now.
Stay safe!
3 comments:
I understand your time sense problem. I have it myself. It's so weird how the individual day goes by without notice and the days of the week flip by so fast. I think we all feel like we're on hold. The fires make it even more so.
It definitely does feel weird. When the weekend comes and I become aware of it, I find myself asking how did that happen already?
I keep wondering when life will return to normal and we can all go back to our daily activities. Then something new occurs and I'm struck with the thought that this is the new normal. We can't stress over everything, its too debilitating. I appreciate your blog entry whenever it comes out. Hang in there.
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