Dispatches From Home: Day 3, Part 1

I should have known when I woke up this morning that this was going to be a weird day, because my hair looked like this, and it NEVER looks like this:


The universe, as we all seem to be learning the hard way recently, answers to no one. It doesn’t care about your plans or hopes for the future.

As of this morning, I’m no longer working. There wasn’t much work to do anyway; every event for the next several months has either been cancelled or postponed. I saw it coming, so I wasn’t surprised, but I hadn’t fully reckoned with the prospect of being stuck indoors while time stretched on blankly before me.

In any case, I don’t have a choice in the matter, so here we are. Maybe I’ll spend some time learning to curl my hair like this on purpose.