It’s official. I now live in a plague house. Everyone who lives here has Covid. It’s nice not to have to quarantine. When everyone is sick, I have discovered, that it is very much “every man for themselves,” because no one has the strength to do more than the bare minimum of living. It’s not a lot of fun. But, one day, I hope that it will be a memory that we can look back on with fondness. That time is not now.
Journey with Monica 