Me in a pandemic is a scattered me.  But, strangely, more free.

Sauv Blanc I opened last night.  Need the ocean, a house near it.  For me on writing day intensities and family escaping.  Meaning, they come with me not when I need to escape them. Well….

Schedule mapped for night.  All in here.  No shows.  No games.  WORK.  Notes for tomorrow, the 365 project.  After my tasting with Chris the other night, I know I need to taste more.  Explore more…. Travel, when this all passes.

In a pandemic.  Me.  Centered, finally.  One place, page.  Blended page talk.