Isolation

There is nothing like a pandemic to motivate one to write. I know I do my best work when I’m down.

Just for the record this writing is free form. Do you know what that means? It means no rewrites, revisions, just my feelings at the moment. I learned about free form from radio back in the 60’s and still love the freedom of just doing it.

We here in Washington State are in “Shelter at Home” right now.  It started on March 13 and will continue till at least May 4th at midnight  when we can all go out and  celebrate Cinco de Mayo.  No, not really but it’s a nice imagine.

I am so grateful I am doing radio. It has saved me from feeling old and useless in a time when it is really easy to feel like that. I never really felt old until this happened. Yes I did turn 70 this year and that was hard to accept but I was still moving around and feeling good and then the virus hit our state and everything changed and I was scared like everyone else. Two days after our town shut down I was confronted by a young business owner who still reeling from the fact he had to close his business and lay off his employees  saw me outside and screamed at me. He told me it was my fault he had to close, it was because of old people like me.  He just kept screaming at me and told me to go home and stay there because that is where I belonged. I was shocked. I didn’t scream back at him because I could hear the fear and confusion in his voice. But it did start me thinking about was I worth the sacrifice he was making?