March 26, 2020
The days are long. The tiniest things make us sad and irritable and bring tears. But we are learning. We eat breakfast, we do yoga, we play tag, we draw together.
I want to be in the empty space, to see the city, but I don’t think it will be empty enough.
It’s hard to reconcile all the scenarios that are possible right now. I have forgotten to call mom.
What do I write here for the sake of history?