March 26: People on the street fall into 6 basic categories: people walking their dog; people strolling the baby; people jogging; people just getting out and walking; people going to the grocery... oh, and people actually going somewhere to do something...
We are addicted to foraging - hunter gathering - going to the grocery. I noticed B.C.V. that I was walking down to Lucky’s every day. Now I’m determined to stay in as much as possible, but I still make trips to the dispensary, the library, and the clinic. And the grocery. No gloves for sale at Lucky’s. Trying to get into a pattern of washing my hands every time I get back from anywhere.
I miss human conversation a little. Chances are that both scheduled surgeries I have coming up are going to be cancelled, (boo hoo). And I can’t get Zoom to work.
March 27: The novelty has definitely worn off. If, as little as two months ago, I had proclaimed that the President of the United States was trying to kill me, people would have thought me delusional. Very difficult to maintain a center during all this - I guess I’m frightened now. Meditation helps.
Landlord in and out of building, sans mask or gloves. There’s a newly vacant flat and business must march on. Brings in lots of contractors and soon will bring in new tenants.
But it’s good to discover people who are willing to help. I’m reluctant to ask for it - everyone has their own life. But my next door neighbors, who are taking this seriously, took the bulk of my trash down to the bins on Wednesday, while the neighbor from across the hall took down the rest yesterday.
Found an old Poem. It’s a true story, too.
22 FILLMORE/ Survival
Green iron meat wagon
ice powered trolley
slaughterhouse businessmen
women of means
roll whine steel howl lights
strain, die, then live again,
flashes from cables, again, again
Death arrives, reeling
plunks down his quarter
a great leather belt
wrapped tight ‘round his fist
Too wasted to kill, Death
passes out, mumbling
the women of means
all shaking their heads
Death rides to the Marina,
unconscious.
I so appreciate all your entries on the blog. I am going to get up to speed soon. So much uncertain at work. Saps the energy right out of me. But today was good.
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