Flannel Quarantine Diaries: Log Day 1

#COVID19 Social Distancing Log Day 03162020:

People who know me think I'm probably an extrovert, but I'm also a GenXer so I'm real cool being in isolation.

I did go to Target to pick up some provisions not toilet paper. I got some #ChezIts and Powdered donuts. I'll be good for a month. My buddy came along to ensure my safety. Being Asian seems to be a great opportunity for people who are racist to be overtly racist. Rochester is safe. Thank you @target employees for doing their thang.

Was gonna go get tested but the line for the Clinic's mobile COVID testing was 60 cars deep. Better safe than sorry.

Chillin. Getting centered. Healing my heart. Thinking. Writing. Singing. Dancing in the kitchen. Do all the things you haven't had the time or energy to do before the state of calamity. Learn to love yourself. Love your life. Love your friends. Love your family. Love your enemies. Reach out virtually. People are getting scared, worried, and anxious. Know that there are folks out their working hard to get us back to homeostasis. Copacetic. Normalcy.

It's rough. Things are really strange and bizarre. I supposed this is the universe telling the collective we need to calm the eff down.

The last drink out at a bar before we went into quarantine was at Charlies Pub with my friend we'll call her M for anonymity's sake. I had only been back from the Philippines a few weeks and still grieving my mother's death. I had also found out that my job was not going to exist anymore as they reshuffled and restructured their staffing. Even if they say that it never ever feels good. Like really!? Is that really why you're letting me go? It actually was a blessing in disguise since I was of course a complete wreck from what I'd been going through for the last five months. Sometimes as the song goes the best thing in life is, "unanswered prayers."