It's been too easy to stay in hiding and regress to unhealthy habits amidst the virus fear and socioeconomic anxiety. So, while I'll admit to some restless nights coupled with a few large pizzas, I'm also actively avoiding a lackadaisical lifestyle.
Suffice to say that I'm pleased to be without TV, yet must admit that Twitter is eating too many hours of my brain. I'm grateful for a lovely kitchen; for a patio with a view so I'm outdoors even when I don't get out the door; for two wheels and two feet to cruise about town; and for my continued love of learning. While I've yet to focus a minute on my book proposal, I did complete my history course, am habitually reading two books simultaneously, et oui, j'etudie le Francais, aussi! Honestly, my "to do list" seems never-ending.
If there's one thing I've learned these past five years, it's how important it is to keep my eyes wide open to see and appreciate what every place and most people have to offer. So for weeks, while Baltimore had very few cars and people about, I did pause and appreciate the city. Socially, I'm feeding my need for people time with phone calls (lots of family & friend birthdays this spring), and on two days in May, I actually had in-person fun.
Believe me, I miss life on the road and cocooning in my tent. I miss waking up with the sun to the birds singing. I miss stepping out of bed and stepping into the great outdoors. Yes, I miss living outside and meeting people with stories to tell. But, I'm not ready to share public spaces, so remaining nomadic means moving to a new (indoor) location mid-June in the hills of Western Maryland. Stay with me.
Cyclist, writer, teacher, avid reader, bike/ped advocate, nomad, pie lover