Forget Myself

dear spydr…

you know that movie, 28 days later? where everything changes completely in that short time? well. that’s where we are. today is 28 days since you left us. the world outside looks NOTHING like it looked while you were here. it’s a ghost town up in my area. i know lots of people down south are not doing what they should, but there’s very little i can do about it from here. you know i’d be puttig my foot down if i still lived there.

i can’t believe it’s been 28 days.

tomorrow, i need to go to the grocery store. i have been putting it off, but we’re out of the essentials, so it’s time to bite the bullet. i don’t have any masks, i don’t think (have to look tonight. i might have some hiding in a closet somewhere.), so i’ll have to improvise. i do have medical gloves. and i have a baggie of clorox wipes. i’ll be fine, but i hate the risk it poses.

i miss seeing people, but at the same time, no one ever comes here anyway. teresa, once a week, but that’s it.

i took a day to myself yesterday. i haven’t been feeling very well with this kidney thing, so i slept on and off. watched movies. just was alone, for once. mom let me be. it was nice.

tonight is spaghetti night.

i feel like i am running on auto pilot most of the time. when i take time to remember to breathe and feel something…well. i turn into a weepy mess again, and have to take a day to myself. LOL it’s a vicious cycle, my love. missing you feels like a brick to my heart. repeatedly.

….time to make some sauce. love you.

lolak

…your sugarz