Awake & for a split second it feels like any other Monday. But it isn’t. No work. No routine. No food. Monday is shopping day. Military operation. Shopping list written in order of the aisles as best as possible. Lush cloth wrap has a new purpose as a bandit face cover & winter gloves finish off the Corona outfit. Queue up 2m apart. Sadness comes over me in waves. I like people. I don’t like this. Inside more sadness as we avoid each other. Then as I half consider the birthday cakes (mine is in a few days) someone else is too. An excuse to connect (2m apart) commiserate, celebrate & virtually hug. I love people.