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Stolen Spring Endless Summer

One thing this Covid19 did was steal my whole Spring. I was basically a shut in living behind windows before I got it and then medically quarantined about 3 times....more living indoors and not seeing anyone or anything.
Since I got the damn virus and recovered I decided if I have immunity right now better enjoy it-Im going outside.
I don't know much about the immunity and neither does Science yet-but I have antibodies and T cells right now and that's a good enough case for early morning walks to the park before the sun pops up to scorch everything.
It's basically now Summer. Spring is done.
I reconnected with my neighborhood cat friends and have been enjoying non human virusless company. Cats aren't talking about politics, police, viruses or any of that jazz so they are my kinda people. 🐈 Being outside and moving my body has been so therapeutic for me. I'm also rehabbing my body from a lot of sickbed time and exercising my bum knee I tore.
I've been off Facebook for two days and already feel the shift... There's a lot less mental clutter and noise. A lot less anger and "shake my damn head" or smdh moments. And time...oh my goodness-the days feel longer. A friend gifted me that aloe yesterday - on the left in the pretty pot. My little greenhouse is growing! 😁 I noticed I have a ceiling hook in that room so my next project is hanging plants. I'm loving collecting plants from friends and thinking about them each time I see them, it's a weird way to hang with my friends during this dumb pandemic.
Today is Day 3 off Facebook and it's time to tend to my baby tomato plants and finish commissions that are due. Tomato plants are hard and I notoriously do not have a green thumb so wish me luck 🌱 

One of the best things about being off Facebook right now is that I control when and how I get my news. It doesn't just hit my eyeballs when I log in and am not prepared. So while I'm not doing FB I'm not hiding in a bubble either. I choose a point in the day and read the days news from reliable sources and don't have to wade through nonsense, a lot of personal bias and the inane commentary that goes with it. At some point you have to ask yourselves-who even IS THIS and why do I care about their opinions on this?
Fact is they aren't anyone and you don't care.
Easy.




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