Day 29 – 04/10/2020
Kimmers and I are uncharacteristically (that word looks endless!) out of sync on this 29th day of the siege. He woke up full of energy and purpose, showered and dressed, hit some house chores, and he’s been playing guitar for a couple of hours now. I’m sitting at my desk in yesterday’s pjs, drinking coffee and wondering if the sense of limbo ever wears off. I’ve been up for five hours and have barely stirred my bones. Need spring to settle in – the sun’s shining but it’s only 42º on the balcony and feels 39. Not whining, just observing.
My involuntary prickliness is starting to take a toll on relationships and only further distancing helps to mitigate that effect. We’re all isolated and insulated, to a degree, each wrapped in our cocoon of thoughts and feelings – we’re bound to start knocking the rough edges off things eventually. But we need each other and when this is over we’ll need each other even more. I try to remember that when the abject cruelty makes me want to reach out and hurt somebody back.
Playing for Time 
Apr 10, 2020 @ 12:24:56
For me, today just hurts. It’s a dull, aching pain. Here’s to better days. For all of us.
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Apr 10, 2020 @ 12:54:49
I hope your day gets better, Dee. I have ’em too, and it’s the loneliest feeling in the world… amirite? Love you, girl❣️
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