It’s all cancelled: the Deep Dish reading on March 14, the Longwood Gardens Community Read on March 27 and 28, and other events I was planning to attend, from church to cocktails.
Of course, we have to do what we must to keep ourselves and others safe. We’re all in this together. I’m 64 years old, and although I feel well and have no special health problems (that I know of), people my age and older are at a higher risk. But you youngsters aren’t 100% assured of survival, so you should take care, too.
I’m not much of an introvert, as you may know, and this comes at ironic moment for me. I’ve been hunkered down for a while, working hard, staying home, trying to meet a deadline, and now that I’m on track and can go out and enjoy human contact again, suddenly I need to maintain social distance.
On the other hand, I’ve worked from home for decades, and I’m enough of an introvert to enjoy it. I can sit in my nice little home office in splendid seclusion. But soon, I won’t be alone. My husband has been ordered to work from home starting on Monday. My Fortress of Solitude is about to be invaded.
Semiosis 