Week 16
I feel a little as though I am spinning my wheels, running in place. I suspect this is due to the length and tenacity of the pandemic, though that doesn’t make me any happier about it.
In any case, books continue to happen, and I continue to read them.
Maybe one day I’ll stop waiting for my to-read list to clear out.
Week 15
Onwards, April.
Also, Camp NaNoWriMo, which is passing much easier than I thought it would.
Hey, antidepressants are kind of fun, huh?
Week 14
It’s April!
Spring is usually my favourite season, but there is something deeply sad to me about going into a second spring wherein COVID cases look grim, and we can’t do much of anything. I haven’t seen most of my friends for over a year, now.
Hey, remember when some people thought lockdown would make us all more productive? Wild.
Week 13
It continues to be very strange to me in a lot of ways that we’re in year two of the pandemic, that the weather is the same and the time of year is the same as when it all shut down originally.
Time continues to be fake, but somehow, books keep happening, so I keep going.