SQ Diary… page 17

Self-Quarantine Day 22 – 04/03/2020

Recurring thought, morning by morning… if Kim’s little electric clipper had a greater adjustment on it I’d buzz my head. I’d be plunged into the slough of despond if I did it, though, so I resist the urge. Looking like a surprised baby chick is likely the last thing I need at the moment.

Lit a fire under my own fanny yesterday and tore into the overabundance of paperwork on the dresser – in the digital age WHY are all these trees still being marched to the mill?? Grabbed a trash bag and stack #1 and didn’t stop until five piles of detritus had been purged and obliterated. Took me approximately 30 minutes and I kept less than twenty items out of the entire bagful. I will have learned nothing by this, but it was cleansing. Cathartic. Timely.

My thoughts never stray far from the immediate and where we find ourselves, and it’s clear to me that I don’t want to be like the people I don’t like. My blazing anger against people who are making this pandemic harder and more deadly than it would have had to be is justified… but will only serve to turn me hard and brittle, unable to move beyond my own wounds. My heart was prepared for a happy old age, it would be sad to surrender to bitterness and a permanent bad attitude at this late date.

DISCLAIMER: If I hear Donald Trump, one more time, accuse doctors and nurses of wasting/hoarding/stealing masks and other medical supplies I will throw an axe through the TV.


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