Too blasted hot for a walk - it's about 96 degrees, feels like a 102 or walking through a windy sauna. Just a brief walk to the fruit and vegetable stand on the corner, opposite the pharmacy and subway stop - after fifteen minutes from my apartment was enough to suck the energy out of me and give me a mild headache. The air feels heavy, and I've been battling a sick sinus headache all day long. Also fatigue, I just want to sleep for some reason. Weirdly, I am sleeping well at night or well enough - I fall to asleep far more quickly now - due in part to my daily meditation practice.
Exchanged emails with Administrative Assistant/Research Clerk budding Farmer named after an archangel. She asked how I was doing...I'm never really certain how to respond to this question. I wasn't certain prior the pandemic, and now even less so. I guess "I'm okay" works best?
She's about the same. Edgy. Moody. Trapped. Wanting out. Trying to raise a vegetable garden in the heat - and without having enough time during the day to do it. She wishes she had my brother's life. I find myself envying others lives a lot lately, and a few are most likely those envying mine.
Mother also feels trapped. Father even more so. The Pandemic is playing havoc with my father's rapidly deteriorating mental state. And my mother doesn't know what to do about it. None of us do. It is what it is. We just try to take a day at a time and continue to tread water. And the days drag...at times.

New York vs. the Coronavirus
New York is still doing its darndest to beat back the virus, even if it has to fight the stupid federal government, take its show on the road to other pesky states, fight various idiots in its own state to do it. ( Read more... )

I prefer quiet outdoor places with no people. The area of the city that I live in isn't bad in that respect at least - it's not party central. Although it does try occasionally. Apparently on Sunday there was a top tier guitarist holding an outdoor concert on his front porch between Avenue C and Beverly on East 4th Street. I bet that attracted a small crowd. Not a big one though.
We've actually been pretty good about not congregating in my area. Then again, it was hit hard by the virus - which may or may not be the reason.
Anyhow..I'm tired, so signing off and leaving you with another photo of Mt. Rainer in Washington...(vacation in 2018..I wish it was 2018 right now, feeling oddly nostalgic for 2018 at the moment..)

Exchanged emails with Administrative Assistant/Research Clerk budding Farmer named after an archangel. She asked how I was doing...I'm never really certain how to respond to this question. I wasn't certain prior the pandemic, and now even less so. I guess "I'm okay" works best?
She's about the same. Edgy. Moody. Trapped. Wanting out. Trying to raise a vegetable garden in the heat - and without having enough time during the day to do it. She wishes she had my brother's life. I find myself envying others lives a lot lately, and a few are most likely those envying mine.
Mother also feels trapped. Father even more so. The Pandemic is playing havoc with my father's rapidly deteriorating mental state. And my mother doesn't know what to do about it. None of us do. It is what it is. We just try to take a day at a time and continue to tread water. And the days drag...at times.

New York vs. the Coronavirus
New York is still doing its darndest to beat back the virus, even if it has to fight the stupid federal government, take its show on the road to other pesky states, fight various idiots in its own state to do it. ( Read more... )

I prefer quiet outdoor places with no people. The area of the city that I live in isn't bad in that respect at least - it's not party central. Although it does try occasionally. Apparently on Sunday there was a top tier guitarist holding an outdoor concert on his front porch between Avenue C and Beverly on East 4th Street. I bet that attracted a small crowd. Not a big one though.
We've actually been pretty good about not congregating in my area. Then again, it was hit hard by the virus - which may or may not be the reason.
Anyhow..I'm tired, so signing off and leaving you with another photo of Mt. Rainer in Washington...(vacation in 2018..I wish it was 2018 right now, feeling oddly nostalgic for 2018 at the moment..)
