I feel unmoored, I told my family, on day ten in the twilight zone. On day eleven, I drove back to Nashville…
Half the time I feel like yelling HELP or EMERGENCY because the virus messes with your head after a while even when you don’t – yourself personally – have the virus.
In the dog days of August – and the double-dog days of Covid 19 – we seek solace where we can. You might find me eating Jeni’s Buttermint ice cream or watering the flowers obsessively. My older daughter and I…