unlucky 13
my mind is in a million places so here are 13 little notes..
cemeteries will always feel like home to me in a way, i think.
the pandemic is the main topic of conversation for everyone (obviously), but i feel like i’m dealing with so many things that have nothing to do with the pandemic that it feels like it’s happening all around me, but not to me. yes to masks and staying home and taking it seriously, but in a strange way i feel like i’m not living through it because my feet aren’t on the ground. i look back on the last few months and feel like i’ve lived in a fishbowl disconnected from just about everything and everyone.
and while i don’t believe it’s right (or kind) to point out the silver lining in someone else’s cloud, being isolated and away from people has almost been a shield. haven’t had to talk to people, haven’t had to make excuses for not wanting to be social.. it’s been the perfect storm, really.
if you are going through a tough time as well - Ecclesiastes chapter 3.
on a lighter note, i know how to make pancakes now.
maple syrup is good in theory, not in action. and that’s final.
still confused by game 6. all of it - pulling Snell, the whole situation with Justin Turner.. all. of. it.
now that we’ve all spent a lot of time at home.. would you rather have a smaller home and extra $ to travel? or a bigger home with less travel?
just finished “the last house guest” and now i want to rent a summer house. even though i am not a summer person.
i don’t know what else to say.
i miss Max.
