Post Grapes and Cheezits

I am not sure how to start this.

The days pass by and merge and are the same in a way. I hear the cars on the streets, the birds coming back, and see my garden plants slowly grow. I do not leave the house except for work at the church or in the garden down the street. I long to have a car and drive even to Dunkin Donuts and grab a coffee, drive to a park somewhere and see something new. I miss the outside life.

This is not going to be a long blog post.

We are all suffering in some way. The inability to touch others, inability to be outside freely and move without restriction. We are sequestered in our houses. Growing up I always loved to set goals for the next thing to work towards. I have no timeline or goals with the stay at home orders. This time is hard for me to look forward or find motivation when I cannot plan more than a day at a time. This is simply hard.