No Swimming ...its a pandemic

My thoughts today are clouded with images from my dreams. Why would I dream that I was a hostage of a foreign state. I tried my best in the dream to cooperate with my captives. Not showing fear. Always being positive.
What night I had with my dreams.
I woke up early or I should say the cat who was hungry,  woke me up early. Feed the cat. Cat happy now. My eyes refuse to open. Make coffee and eyes slowly open to the dreaded light. It is almost like a dream.
Our quaraten started in earnest on Wednesday, March 18th .ON March 16, Monday we did our usual Trader Joe's shopping in Portsmouth. We did not have our lunch. Went straight to the store. The scene in the store was very strange, people were scared, No one looked into strangers eyes. The entire scene could have been a David Lynch movie set.
The next day for St. Patty's day, we drove to the next town and had a most excellent Irish Dinner at dear friend's home.
And then we sheltered in place. That was the beginning of our corona New Normal.
Life went on, but, it was and continues to this day to be strange, scary, isolated, funny, and lonely.