• Since the days have become so uncertain & we don’t know what’s around the next corner I have started listening to music from when I was in high school & college. I think that it’s funny to listen to cult classics, that even 20 year old now know about. Music is fun that way it connects us to something present while at the same time connecting us to a memory.

    Here where I am they are shutting down the airports tomorrow & the harbors to the public. It shows how severe they think the epidemic is, something I never thought it’d see in my lifetime. Living in uncertainty is no fun & you have to keep routines so you don’t let the brain wonder & you freak out.

    I am also working on my new book but that’s a labor of love & will take some time to get down on paper, literally. So, between that & doing chores around the house I figured I’d smooth out my music mix on Spotify. I have a little bit of everything on it so why add some more oddities.

    I have always had an eclectic taste in music so I am going to make my mix on Spotify start to reflect that instead of being full albums to artists I hardly listen to. Music is fun that way, you realize that 30 years later that you still like the song or Hate it. I found a mix on Spotify that I have pulled some songs from & others I just skip.

    I am sitting here listening & singing to Ironic by Alanis Morrisette a song I loved high school & college. Stay safe & wash your hands, till next entry.

  • cough into your elbow

    There’s new Restrictions for everyday people in Norway, which is rather eye opening & good. You have to be a meter apart on transit & all the school’s are closed including the universities. It’s the strictest rules since WWII & I am happy but frustrated by it. It’ll make it harder to take transit & to do errands, that is frustrating.

    I understand all the fuss, because they want to limit who contracts the virus & want to contain the spread of it. Something I fully grasp. COVID 19 is easily spread & it can stay on surfaces for days. I took out my purell travel bottle to carry with me when I am going into town. Will use it when I get off & on the bus.

    My cafe will most likely have to close because of how intimate it is when you’re in there. I was hoping to get my bangs cut this week but will have to wait till the end of the month. All large gatherings have been cancelled & I wouldn’t be surprised if they impliment that my husband has to work from home for the next 2 weeks.

    I understand that this is my daily routine just find it sad, because it will prevent the spread of COVID 19 but I only wonder for how long we have to be so vigilent? How are you coping with your travel restrictions & movement being restricted? Till the next entry stay safe & cough into your elbow.

  • 13 years later

    Since I began working on my new book things have started to surface. I found an entry in my journal from 13 years ago when I spent the Summer being homeless.

    I could barely form sentences in my journal & it was uncomfortable to move & walk. I was gorked out of my mind & had to focus to stay safe when I was in the street shelter. It was the most uncomfortable Summer of my life.

    When I look back on it I am grateful for Sniffy, a four legged creature that kept me grounded when my world was full of chaos. I managed to get into sloppily run transitional housing program that was only 2 steps away from the street. Filled with bullies who where often the incomptent staff favorites it forced me to leave the building everyday.

    The sanctuary I found over cappuccinos all over Seattle. Where I’d unwrap my laptop & start writing. I would be where ever there was descent WiFi & good coffee.

    Good coffee is easy to find in Seattle but my entries reflected my current state of mind. After I’d written my blog I’d go back to do my chores in the wild West that was the transitional program.

    I don’t miss the gorked out feeling I experienced that Summer, the total concentration just to walk down the street or the inability to recognize people I knew.

    Some days I feel that I have to really concentrate to read or to write. It’s a battle I’ve had for a long time & it’s how I can tell how good/bad my day is or a week. But when I’ve it I pounce & I write or read to my hearts content.