I’ve been scared a lot. Scared of the uncertainty of the future. I know it’s always uncertain but before the pandemic I at least had a general idea of how things would go. I could plan. Plan for the future.
We’re all in this together they say… but not really. Rich people are only inconvenienced. They aren’t hurting. They aren’t worried.
Gratitude running out. Talking/working with others helps.
Hopelessness. When will this end? It’s not forever, they say. It is for those who died. Will I make it through to the other side?
The New Super You 