OYSTERHOOD is reclusiveness or solitude, or an overwhelming desire to stay at home.
On 11 August, my love gave me a bunch of roses. I do not know how, but two of them are still on my bedside table, looking eternal.
Today was another full day of work, but the working schedule began a bit later than planned because of The News. The Tangerine Troll and the First Trollin have tested positive for the coronavirus. I am all for kindness, forgiveness, empathy and turning the other cheek, but today, like so many other atheists, I have joined the praying masses. And I wasted about two hours on social media and watching the news channels for updates. I know, I am not a good person – I cannot bring myself to wish this psychopath well. He is responsible for so much misinformation, misery and death, it is impossible for me to feel sorry for him.
The good news of today is literary. Sue Nyathi’s third novel is here! A Family Affair. My to-read pile is scary right now, but I can’t wait to get to this one.
Be kind (although I understand that it is not always possible…). Wear a mask. Support local.
“Physical distancing remains one of the key strategies to curb this pandemic.”