Although one day feels the same as the next, it did feel like Easter Sunday today. And it is nice to think that we have the day off tomorrow, even if for me Tuesday will be pretty similar to Monday. I have more to write about what this has made me realise about the rhythm of our days and the roles of isolation, but I'll have to write that tomorrow. Right now, I'm feeling a bit too tired, our television is up a bit too loud, and my laptop is on my lap and even if it only gets a little bit warm it heats me up way too much in these menopausal days and I lose my equilibrium.
The good news is that I know what I'm going to write about tomorrow which makes tomorrow's writing easy.
The End. Or is it?
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