A couple of days ago the County health department crowed that there had been no new cases of COVID-19 here in a week, and I think the local optimists all took that as sign that it was safer go out now. As a result, I'm expecting a spike in cases in a couple of weeks, and I hope I'm not part of it. But I've only gotten part of the stuff I need, and if I don't get it now I'll have to go during the spike, which would be worse.
A little while ago I heard two cars in a row drive along the bike path. Since I can't see over the fence I don't know if they were police cars or not, though the police do sometimes drive along the trail, and I've never known two cars to pass by seconds apart. I don't suppose I'll ever find out. It is a time of mysteries. I wish it was over.
Anyway, exhausted. I think it would be best if I just went to sleep now. I'll feel better tomorrow when I'll get to drink orange juice again, and eat a breakfast donut, and then have some iced tea with fresh half-and-half in it. It's my routine! Back again! At least for a while. Now if only the pollen would quit making me sneeze and giving me a runny nose. And if I yawn once more I'm sure to dislocate my jaw. Goodnight, Internets.