OYSTERHOOD is reclusiveness or solitude, or an overwhelming desire to stay at home.
I asked Google: how many days since 27 March?
How many hours since you sat down at your computer this morning, Karina?
Fifteen. But: there were breaks for lunch and dinner (which my love cooked for me), for watering the stoep plants and all my gorgeous orchids (typical Monday chores) and coffee – always plenty of coffee. And, for most of the afternoon, I had help with my work from my friend Roland. The day felt bearable.
I did not take any photographs today, so the above is one of me segwaying in Elgin last year. This weekend – if/when I survive this week – we will be in Elgin again, celebrating all sorts of wonderful events, including a book launch. Until then: I am chained to my computer.
My legs are swollen, my brain is fried and my cheeks hurt, but I am making progress on all project. And all of them are extremely rewarding.
But now, I need my bed. Good night.
Be kind. Wear a mask. Support local.
“Physical distancing remains one of the key strategies to curb this pandemic.”