The dark. The sound of the heat blowing. I hope the sun manages to come out today.

I try to chug the 750ml. I haven’t been drinking as much water lately and I can feel it in my body.

The soreness of the push-ups is wearing off. But I also miss that feeling. Now there is time to get back to yoga.

The snails are back. I watch from a distance.

I download report after report trying to see how I can make a better go of it. I have the ideas but can’t get the right data. This is incomplete. I suppose I could just act as if there is no data.

I tell him that it’s hard to be in conversation with people who want to use this time as an opportunity to spiral into panic. I can’t choose that. I don’t have the mental capacity.

What day is today?

The article says the schools will be closed through May 1st. I know that means we most likely will not return this school year. This means we’re going to be homeschooling for the rest of the year. My other friends don’t seem to be as excited about this as I am.

I tell her that I wish I’d been able to have my land by now.

I end up talking to them for 2 hours. It’s late where they are. I should let them go to sleep.