90,000 are dead. That’s a whole lot of humanity. We are not robots. We cannot process this. It’s grave. It’s sad. It’s mournful.
I don’t know.
90,000 are dead. That’s a whole lot of humanity. We are not robots. We cannot process this. It’s grave. It’s sad. It’s mournful.
I don’t know.
This is the most sober Cinco de Mayo for me in years. I am not going anywhere and I won’t have any margaritas, either. Yesterday my family and I went to get the Covid test at a pop-up testing site in the neighborhood. We sat in the car for two hours before getting tested. It’s a relief to have the test done and I pray that we are all negative.
Why journal when everyday is basically the same? I am listening to Gretchen Rubin and Liz Craft from The Happier podcast on IG Live and they are talking about the new terminology that we are using now.
Here’s a list:
I watched two documentaries on Amazon Prime today. Amazon is streaming some of the films that were going to be screened at SXSW.
It’s Monday. I made popovers but they didn’t pop. I FaceTimed with my sister Jamilah, and I saw Bo. We talked about collagen supplements and gray hairs on our temples. I tried to claim my UI benefit, but it’s not available online yet. At least I got the letter in the mail. What else? I play Word Search all the time. I watch Tik Tok videos. I hope that someone I know doesn’t die of #CoronaVirus.