like a lockin without the other members of the youthgroup

having just been shut down on my plans to go around the corner to join my work friends (who rigged up an outdoor movie screening + possess a bbq pit!) + having been assured that i will be unable to venture over tomorrow (and presumably, the subsequent two days of our lockdown), here i am.

it's a strange feeling - in new york, i would be v. grateful for five days of peace + quiet at home, but here, i feel quite differently. i find it difficult to be in such a strange environment by myself + wish i knew more of what was going on outside. my house is basically empty right now as most everyone delayed their returns to the city until after this week. i am, by no means, alone at home (there are at least five guards here today), but still, it is lonely. it is perhaps hard to explain.




i realize how fortunate i am to have such tremendous care been exerted toward my safety + how spoiled i am to feel sorry for myself. many people are suffering. i also try to think that i should learn what i can from such a situation, even if it simply methods for combating restlessness in an environment of enforced inertia.

what next? i've cooked chili, played dominos on my rooftop, attempted to make sun tea (until being convinced that it was unsafe to do so for reasons of hygiene --- unboiled water + the like), settled for making regular iced tea, read the news, caught up on my correspondence, commented on my friends' photos + postings, stalked the stray cats that are said to come over the fence of the house, read my kindle books, listened obsessively to my favorite songs ... hmmmm

i have a beautiful balcony! tomorrow, i will go there + endeavor to devise something interesting to say, promise ...

good evening from the kabubble!