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[shadowkat]

The numbering has stopped. I honestly don't care any longer. I'm not in lock-down. Although I decided today to not do anything and just stay in the apartment. Outside - it keeps flirting with being overcast and raining, then gets blue and the sun is out.

At the Zoom service, the Minister was back from her sabbatical. Her sermon was basically about how lucky we all were - and that she hadn't gotten to repaint her apartment, grout her bathroom, write her book and do lots of yoga like she thought - instead she was playing full time Mom - remote learning her kids in upstate NY.

Or as mother would say: "Poor Petulia in a field of onions.." (My mother quipped that this past week when my niece complained about having to lock herself up in her room to study after hiking in the woods and swimming in a stream with her friends the day before.)

I rather like that saying. Meanwhile I find myself studying my coffee table (which was fairly cheap and is over five years old) with the faux leather slowly peeling away from the top of one of the top cushions. I need to replace it - but it's still workable, so I'm procrastinating at the moment.

I'm comfortably numb at the moment. Been binge-watching the supernatural college soap opera - The Order on Netflix. I wouldn't say it was good, so much as fun, and it holds my attention. So few things do at the moment. I tried Black Sails again - and realized twenty minutes in - that I had no idea what was said or what happened, my mind kept wandering. The brain under stress struggles with focus, it's spending most of its time coping with the stress. Or at least that's what I read in some pseudo-neurological science article on the internet. Who knows if it is true? Is anything on the internet?



What this crisis has made very clear to me is we do no live in a world where everyone is equal. The inequalities in income, location, etc are astronomical.

It's enough to make me want to run far far away.

Instead...I'll post flowers.