OYSTERHOOD is reclusiveness or solitude, or an overwhelming desire to stay at home.
We went to the Makers Landing Market at the Waterfront this morning. I have never been there before, but I will go back – perhaps at lunchtime next time: the food options are more suited to lunch than breakfast, although I loved the breakfast bun, green juice and delicious coffee I had to start the day. My love got a few vinyl records and we bought lovely fresh bread, and buns and Wagyu beef patties for our burgers in the evening.
I read and did some work in the afternoon. With every contribution I read in Our Ghosts Were Once People, edited by Bongani Kona, I want other readers to discover this special book. I am not so sure about other writing I had to read today, but sometimes it is good to compare and to look for what makes sentences/paragraphs shine and what doesn’t work.
No side effects from the vaccine and it has been more than thirty-six hours now, so I am not expecting anything any longer.
Be kind. Wear a mask. Support local.
“Physical distancing remains one of the key strategies to curb this pandemic.”