Sure, missing friends and regular routine, but I’m not lonely. The house is far too small and, with five inhabitants, there is literally nowhere to go to be alone for long enough to feel lonesome. We don’t even have large yards in which the kids can scamper, nor a driveway to chalk out hopscotch, or bounce balls.
I’m working from home three days, so there’s enough to keep me busy. The other non-work days I either read or write fiction (I should be doing more of the latter…feeling guilty), or sometimes I do small tasks through my contract/freelance role.
In a way, I’m glad we’ve been forced to slow down. Personally, looking back, I think I was wound up like a spring. So this time of chill, hibernation, and decompression is rather good timing. For me. But for those of you who are feeling lonely in isolation, I’ve chosen the image of a red rose for this post as an offering of connection and friendship.
How are you all coping? Let me know, leave a comment – I love a chat!