Day Fifteen


I am kind of starting to get used to the new normal. I feel less trapped and panicked in the day and I think less, or maybe feel less, confined from the loss of freedoms we so easily once took for granted. It feels more strange to me now to be walking outside within the village than it does for me to not be able to leave home. It’s funny how we can adapt, maybe it’s a good thing... maybe not? Whatever it is, my mom told me, “you sure are making lemonade”