Sunday, April 5, 2020

Another day, another tarp

April 5

I stayed here for months, not ever feeling alone.  Now that it's a health order to stay home, I feel like bolting.  I woke up lonely. And anxious. Actually, for the first time in a long while, I wondered if I should reach out to Dr. E.  I sat and had a cup of chai and looked out the window with the cat on my lap.  Another blue tarp. More fresh white snow.  Pure and clean at a time when the world is covered with disease.  I sat and looked at my journal from last year.  It made me want to draw. I just want to draw and never stop.

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