Last Week Wasn’t a Good Week

Let’s not play games, we all get depressed sometimes. And it’s no wonder so many of us are feeling the strain, considering how we are now, cut off from each other except through screens.

Last week was my strain week.

It’s been weird. We’re healthy, so I can’t complain, but we’re suffering this collective trauma and it’s going to manifest somehow. I’m still coming off it, with days where I feel totally exhausted without any reason to feel that way. It doesn’t help that spring hasn’t yet sprung in my corner of the woods. Can it just stop snowing already?

So, look, I don’t really have anything to blog about. I just feel that it’s important to keep a record of this strange time, so one day when I want to sound bad arse, I can tell the grand kids of our Covid days, and actually have something to reference.

I’m still writing, so that’s something at least. I had 70k words, then started again. Yay. I’m back at 47k now, so progress.

Anyway.

I have a book to write.

Yolandie

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