Last night I had a dream… typically I try not to make it a habit of sharing my dreams (my daughter already thinks I overshare here) but this dream would seem to illustrate what I’m feeling – maybe what we’re all feeling – during this time.Read more
The immediate observation was that spring had sprung in the three and a half weeks I was away. I came home to greener grass and budding trees and daffodils in full bloom. The duck also appeared to have returned, preparing her nest in the planter on the townhome’s deck where she had laid her eggs the previous two years (for the complete story see #oreganotheduck on Instagram and hit the recent tab to view in chronological order).Read more
This what I was saying earlier this week…
“Even those of us who are still employed full-time are finding it difficult to focus some days like we used to. The enormity of this pandemic and the global shutdown over it weighs heavy on all of us. Our sense of normality has been turned upside down and the uncertainty over what even the near future holds makes sustained attention a challenge.” Read full story.
To be or not to be productive
Is anyone else starting to lose track of time? Have you forgotten what day it is? “Is today Sunday?” my daughter asked on Saturday. “One of my friends posted that everyday, everywhere, feels like Bergen County on Sunday.” True. She was referring the Blue Laws that keep most stores closed on Sundays in the corner of New Jersey we used to call home.Read more
To run or not to run
The fear last week was that the mayor was going to close the Lake Front Trail here in Chicago because of over-crowding. Getting out for a run, even just every other day is so important to me! I’m realizing on days that I don’t run, my step count is less than 2000. This for someone who, until very recently, was averaging over 12,000 steps a day. It’s really hard to move in a 2-bedroom apartment (one bedroom of which is still my sub-lessee’s even though she is back home with her family).Read more