I am not so inspired to write. I’d rather read but I can’t finish a chapter. I am focused on what is happening around. I went out for a while early this morning to buy more provisions for us here in our village store. They sell pork, dressed chicken, vegetables, fruits and other necessities needed in the kitchen. Today is supposed to be our marketing day but I am afraid to go out with so many people around.
One of the sellers remarked that I am lucky I am wearing disposable gloves. That is for extra protection, I told him. I bought a box of vinyl examination gloves two weeks ago. It contain hundred pieces. Those found positive of the virus are on the rise and there are PUMs and PUIs by the hundreds. The problem is, this government still lacks testing kits. Even if we are on a lockdown if we lack those necessary tools to aid our health workers, it would be useless.
Josef brought down our large and heavy book of Mythology yesterday. Then he played with his collection of Magic cards last night. He has several sets. I got curious how it is played. There is this station in the radio that plays 60s, 70s and 80s songs all day and all night long without commercial break.
Priceless bonding with family, getting in touch with long lost friends, eating together, they are those moments that this COVID-19 brought us. Of course the fear is still there, you can’t erase that but I lift it all to the Lord.
Dreams And Escapes 