OYSTERHOOD is reclusiveness or solitude, or an overwhelming desire to stay at home.

— @HaggardHawks

A bad night. A headachy morning. Only one thing to do: a scenic drive around the Cape Peninsula. Balm for the soul. All the memories of all these miraculously beautiful places. New magical impressions. Back home at noon.

For the rest of the day, I worked.

And someone else broke into my garage and stole stuff (again), making me feel small and vulnerable and much more tired than I would have felt otherwise (and that was already exhausted enough).

It is difficult not to feel vulnerable. Not to want to throw in the towel. To dream of a little cottage in the Austrian mountains with only the snow to worry about.

How much vulnerability can one take? How deep must one’s roots be to survive the relentless storms?

An early night.

Be kind. Stay at home. Wear a mask everywhere else.

“Physical distancing remains one of the key strategies to curb this pandemic.”

— NICD