Santa Clara County, CA Lockdown Day #47 (My Gawd!)
If I’ve read correctly, we are now locked down until the end of May. Himself is 77. I am almost 70.
Me: I want to go to the grocery and pick out my own produce and stuff.
Me: We have friggin masks now. We could make just a short grocery run.
Me: Pffft. Whatever.
I can’t do anything outside of this condo except walk around the block and almost get killed by a kid on a scooter and I have an ass for a President.
I’m so fortunate, though. I mean I don’t wanna go straight to hell for complaining about being under almost house arrest. I know I’m fortunate, dammit. I just feel like I’m losing control over my life. I thought, you know, that I knew enough about life to accept being confined for my own good. Well, ladies and gentlemen, I was wrong.
I just love how Joni Mitchell’s voice has mellowed as she’s aged. Beautiful.