Week 7 of COVID-19
At some point, I may write a chronicle of my life/observations during the COVID-19 pandemic. At some point, I may review my posts from another blog and consolidate the sites. But today, I am writing and posting this, which is only re-posting what someone else has written so beautifully, but that would have to be enough. First, the article: https://gay.medium.com/notes-on-power-in-a-pandemic-b43996c3e03 Then, the quote: 3. My fiancée and I are hunkered down in Los Angeles where we are “safer at home.” I know I am lucky. I have a roof over my head. I have my health. I have some savings. My partner still has her job. She and I actually like each other and we get along well. We’ve taken up bicycling. Until this week, I had not been on a bike in more than thirty years. Mounting and dismounting is precarious. I cook and bake every day, the recipes becoming more and more elaborate. My fiancée is gardening. Each day there are new bursts of color in the yard. There is no more tr
