Winter finally came to Vancouver this week, although as I rarely leave the house, it barely impacts my life. I just wear a toque occasionally in the house if I am sitting down at my desk for too long.
Here we are, months – or it is years – into COVID times, and the seasons barely mean a thing. What, indeed, does mean a thing? Another day, another day, another day.
I am running out of steam with this diary, because there is nothing to say. A work day of interest and a little impact. Sweet. Kids able to go to school with some semblance of normalcy. Nice. The supermarket shelves are full of food, thank goodness.
See you next week.
This Much WeKnow.