Day 286… The Christmas tree lights are lit. It’s otherwise dark and quiet. The cat is curled around his olive wood dish from the Holy Land and Michael is still asleep. It’s all so still. I tend to thrive better in a busy environment. I’m used to blocking out conversations around me so that I can focus in on whatever I happen to be doing at the moment. Sitting here this morning in the dead quiet, I wonder if I will still be able to function in mayhem when we all go back.
Post 286 - December 22, 2020
Post 286 - December 22, 2020
Post 286 - December 22, 2020
Day 286… The Christmas tree lights are lit. It’s otherwise dark and quiet. The cat is curled around his olive wood dish from the Holy Land and Michael is still asleep. It’s all so still. I tend to thrive better in a busy environment. I’m used to blocking out conversations around me so that I can focus in on whatever I happen to be doing at the moment. Sitting here this morning in the dead quiet, I wonder if I will still be able to function in mayhem when we all go back.