My nervous system takes a hit every time I watch/read the news. I watch/read anyway. Who to believe? Does my person not matter in the grand scheme of big pharma, big money, big boasts? So many questions. So few answers. #CoronaLockdown

I sit quietly. Walk quietly. Taking it all in. My cat follows me everywhere. Like, everywhere. I am fortunate for the moment. My life, though very different now, has not been touched by the death of someone I know from Covid19. YET. Some are saying it is only a matter of time.

So what happens now. I follow all the recommendations to stay safe and healthy. I do my best to keep the most precious people I know safe and healthy. I wave to my neighbors, they are so far away now, in an eerie sort of way. “Personal pods” comes to mind.

I go out into the yard after watching some particularly stressful news. I simply can’t *not* watch. My heart hurts for so many. Quietly taking it in...My cat follows me outside. It’s been raining and she goes anyway. That is new. She’s quite the diva

I know this thread is long. I know this is Twitter but I also know I am one of millions living this new reality. I relate. I hurt. I’m quietly sharing my compassion. Confusions. Anger. I’m inspired by so many more than I’m hurt by.