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no one sees much of anyone these days

Another weekend in quarantine. It's hotter than hot outside (104 degrees) so it's fine, I guess, to sit here enveloped in icy air conditioning working on revisions for an article. I have two cats in the room with me and C. is in the other room listening to music (I have Mary Lou Lord on the headphones).

But, still.

Everything feels a little lonely.

I am so happy--honestly--to have C. to quarantine with but we both miss the normal routine of weekends. Run some errands, get lunch, maybe stop for a beer somewhere. Evenings with friends. Zoom just doesn't cut it as a substitution but we try to make do as one does.

And to be clear, cases and deaths are rising here so I don't care how much the state re-opens, I am staying on lockdown as much as possible. It's frustrating because my brother still really isn't taking it very seriously. He took his four-year-old daughter to a 4th of July party and this weekend he's attending his best friend's son's graduation party.

Anyway, I just miss all the things, big and small, that we took for granted before the world shut down.

3:53 pm - 11.07.20

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