Day 64
How's your Sunday(s), folks? Did you learn something new? Did you not learn anything new and be okay with it? Did you surround yourself with well-curated inanimate objects and human interactions?
I played Post Santa's Weekend playlist to help bring an illusion of normalcy, and surrounded myself with familiar objects. Vintage books repurposed as notebooks, their pages dying of thirst for scribbles, bought from a friend years ago and rediscovered yesterday. Monet's 1867 La plage de Saint-Adresse on a postcard from Giverny in 2015. Seiko 'Pogue' 6139-6000 from 1970s that may or may not survive this year's great global plague. An empty bottle of wine, a 45th birthday present from Nisya, that I finally finished off last night over lengthy nerdy conversation with her.
After days of staying inside (except for later afternoon/evening runs), I went outside to get my share of the morning sun while shopping for groceries. I'd love some more, and constantly blessed the day we decided to go to the park days before most things grind to a standstill. The midday sun here is partially blocked by the neighboring apartment, it's vacant parking lots looked especially ugly during the day, but quite pretty during the night with their lights on.
I'm thinking of plans for the rest of the day; an hour of lunch with food that Mom sent, an hour or two of making more cardboard bookshelves and rearranging their occupants, an hour or two of reading and writing, an hour of afternoon run and fifteen minutes stretching, hours of evening conversation with Nisya, and a whole day of trying to keep my minds off work. Happy Sunday, zombies. Stay safe, stay healthy.Â
