tp  Breaking into that last package sent me over the edge. We were cooperating. Hadn’t been out of the house beyond our daily walks in the park for almost two weeks. When we finally did go out foraging, we found food. It was the empty shelves where the paper goods belonged that made me pause. I am not normally an anxious person but desperate times, etc. etc. Frustration dreams about not being able to navigate a familiar building. Awake brain at 3:30 am playing Doomsday scenarios. I finally got one package by standing in line with the other Geezers waiting for the grocery store to open for Senior Hours. Anxiety alleviated. A bit. Stay healthy, my friends. And stay in touch, but not tonight. I need some sleep.

 

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