When I write, I have times when I discover more about myself than I do about any characters or anything else. In a few days, I may post the entry I started writing tonight. I may not, either. I apologize for being so cryptic, I just feel a little overwhelmed by something I learned about myself and writing. I am such a putz sometimes.
I figured I better use a few of these before the time limit expires. It is going to expire, right? I mean, this isn’t going to go on forever, is it?
People keep asking: “Is Coronavirus REALLY all that serious?” Listen, the churches and casinos are closed. When heaven and hell agree on the same thing it’s probably pretty serious.
I got one of those talking scales. I stepped on it this morning. It said: “Please practice social distancing. Only one person at a time on the scale.”
I was in a long line at 7:45 am today at the grocery store that opened at 8:00 for seniors only. A young man came from the parking lot and tried to cut in at the front of the line, but an old lady beat him back into the parking lot with her cane. He returned and tried to cut in again but an old man punched him in the gut, then kicked him to the ground and rolled him away. As he approached the line for the 3rd time he said, “If you don’t let me unlock the door, you’ll never get in there.”
When this quarantine is over, let’s not tell some people.