Being an accounting of the recent and continuing pandemic and its various circumstances, from the perspective of an inhabitant of the regions lately called the Lost Quarter. Dates unknown.

Day Nineteen

This day is one I dare not forget. Life goes on even amidst these strange and unfamiliar days and it is still my love’s birthday.

How to celebrate when so much is forbidden us in these trying times? I think of all we have done in years past with a keen jealousy. We shall find a way of course. How could we not. We – all of us – must find ways to endure and we can only do that together.

I shall not waste time at writing today. I will be with her instead. I cannot imagine getting through this without her at my side.