Day 11
It rained yesterday and I think that’s the first time since we’ve been on any kind of lock down. That’s not important and I can’t conjure up anything symbolic about it. Perhaps it’s significance is in its triviality. There’s some serious crap going down out there and I’m obsessed about something incredibly unremarkable.
The sun is out now, the slightly pink clouds reflecting what time of day it is. The birds…
