Tuesday, March 24, 2020
I thought a lot today about emotional labor and how my capacity feels diminished.
I thought a lot today about grief and my slow movement toward envisioning a new normal.
I thought a lot today about the definition of “essential” and who gets to measure it.
The dog grooming place called; they were still closed,
but two employees remained. Would we like to bring in our dog?
As I made lunch in quiet, I could feel his absence at my feet.