After a bad day yesterday today I am channeling Porter's Pollyanna (the most irritating literary character in history). And thus, I have a focus on just why I am so lucky (lucky, lucky, lucky)
I have friends whose lock down exercise consists of pounding the pavement trying to avoid pedestrians, cyclists and joggers. Whilst I don't have a massive choice of routes where I am, the routes are endlessly changeable based on what the weather is like and the changes in the seasons. They are also extremely beautiful.
Today's walk took us through a nature reserve, to the beach and through woods full of bluebells (my favorite flower). The sun was shining, there was a cool breeze (I hate the heat) and there were few other people around.
I've always said jokingly that I don't 'do' humans, that I'm better off with a computer and remote contact and this lock down has really proved that this is true. I've found it extremely easy to extract myself from the rest of humanity and live in my own little world. Aware that there are others (who DO mean a lot to me) who may not feel the same I have kept contact with them during lock down, but it has been a concerted effort. This doesn't mean I don't think they are wonderful, just that I have to remember to make the contact.
I'm aware that I am also cheating when I say this as I'm not really alone - I have my husband who (without wanting to make you be a bit sick in your mouth) is my best friend and a son who entertains me endlessly and has a million ways of stopping me from getting to the point of boredom (gosh I'm looking forward to having a bored moment!).
There's every chance that by the time this is over I'll happily be living in a cave in the hills with 20 dogs to keep me company. I look forward to being totally feral and will start to practice ways to scare off the humans if they dare encroach on my territory.
Some may say that I was half way there before the lockdown started - I think they may well be right!
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