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    Tuesday, March 24, 2020












    One of the good things that happened on the night of my cancelled comedy show was being featured in Bold Magazine (an on-line publication).  The timing felt special.



    Yeah, they accidentally added an extra letter to my last name, but it has 
    since been fixed in the magazine.


    With all this having to stay home now, I should be using the opportunity to do a LOT of work in my apartment.  I’ve done some.  I need to do so much more.  When I do go through a pile, it feels good.  But in some ways, I’m in a rut, so just getting started is the hardest part.


    I can’t even hug my best friend.  However, it would be much worse if we 
    had the virus.  So I’m trying to remain grateful.  I’m trying to think positively.  It’s fuckin’ hard.  I pray my son is taking this seriously and doing all the precautionary stuff.


    Luckily, I have an internet connection from home, and though I’m behind 
    on my bill, I haven’t been shut down.  I’m part of an on-line poetry group, Brevitas, that normally shares short poems at the beginning and middle of the month.  They made an exception and added another cycle to send a poem having to do with the coronavirus crisis.  I must’ve felt the need because I was the first person to send something.  You can see it here.



    It’s gotten to the point where I look forward to taking out the garbage.  
    That’s essential, so I’m allowed.  We (the tenants in my building) have to go outside to get rid of it, so I get to go out! 








    love to CGG-M



  2. 2 comments:

    1. Thanks Patricia. It is harder than I thought. I wear vinyl gloves when I go outside. But when I come home, throw out the gloves, wash my hands, I feel like my clothes should be boiled or something. I sit on my computer chair. I just feel like I can't be sure of anything.

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