Sucking up some rays before I go into solitary tomorrow. Don’t even get to go out to the exercise yard. I can honestly say that I have never been sent to my room for 120 hours. A new Adventure in Living as the UHaul trailers used to say. AFGO as the young people would say. Stay tuned. It will be boring.
I have promised myself any Kindle book that I want to read. Any audiobook that I want to hear. Any movie I want to see.
This coronavirus thing isn’t a sprint. Don’t even think it is a marathon. More like an ultra-marathon. And, I am gradually adjusting my mindset to the new normal. This 5-day sentence in solitary will either help me make the adjustment or drive me right out my window.
I haven’t made any plans except to take out the trash and take in the mail tomorrow morning. Then catch a ride to the dentist with a friend. See the dentist. Hope that everything is OK. Walk home. Stopping for a picnic lunch along the way. Water my garden boxes, and turn myself in to the authorities. I could skip the last step and avoid imprisonment. But that would be cheating.
Gratitude
Grateful for digital photography.
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