sit inside, watch the birds, the same sort of stuff i like to do on other days as well.
i like to read a lot, and write a lot. it seems to be all i do these days. reading, and writing. parenting. that’s the scope that this pandemic has left me with. four walls and my thoughts ceaselessly trying to escape them.
i like to sit in comfy sweaters and wonder out the window as i stare off into space.
i don’t know … that sounds sort of silly i guess.