Yesterday was such a nice day as my daughter finally came to visit me. I think neither one of us has been out of our houses for 3 weeks (or maybe 4--I've lost count). At least I walk out to the mailbox every day, but I'm sure she doesn't even do that. We split a bottle of wine and just enjoyed catching up. Rocky was so happy to see someone other than me.
Speaking of Rocky, I finally gave in and took him for a very short walk late in the day. There was no one out walking although a kid on a bike passed us. I wore my dorky mask which fogs up my glasses! Rocky's attitude and demeanor when we returned were back to his old self, and I realize how devastating this thing has been on him, and he doesn't understand why. I was also at just about rock bottom when Jeannie came over, as the loneliness to see and talk to another human has just about done me in. So now, I'm torn between taking Rocky for a short walk every day and worrying about my coming down with the virus, or watching his attitude go south! It's a tough decision, because I know if I catch the virus there is no way I will recover.
It would certainly help if the country had a leader who actually cared about all the people, and took strict and immediate measures to curb the spread of the virus. Everyone could see this coming, and yet we had no call to get ready, nor a game plan to protect the people, and we wasted valuable weeks and months. Even now we have no real direction except for a few governors. What in the hell has happened to my country? It makes me absolutely sick to see what we are coming to. Sorry for the rant. I was born into a world that was at war, but the people were united in purpose; I hate to think I will leave a world that is at war with itself, at war with common sense, and at war with determination of all the people to work together to fight the common enemy. It could and should be so different.
A Journey of Self Discovery - Day 2
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