I feel like right now is the time with all the time in the world. I should be able to settle down and work on my book. But there are unemployment forms, the pile of rebate forms I haven’t filled out yet, and SBA loan forms and some other Covid19 stuff to fill out and then fret over. Why fret? Because everyone is. So please stop that.

I get a coughing fit and I freak. My temp goes up by .4 degrees and I freak. I get a stress headache and I freak. Why am I spraying everything with Lysol when I live alone? Why am I even taking my temp every day and recording it? One thing I do know is, that I am not the only one doing the exact same thing, so, please stop doing these things.

Some of us pick up all the emotions of the world. The fears, the frets, the pain the tears. The everything. I need you to all be happy now. Please. Try for just 1 hour a day to be happy. Help us out. Find something that makes you giggle. We all need to laugh now more than ever.

 Do something out of your comfort zone, a friend created a social distancing Zumba file for me. I don’t even dance (think Elaine in the old Seinfeld Show) but it is funny.  Let the dark gallows humor jokes fly. Be politically incorrect, no one is around to hear it. Walk around your house naked. Drink a Quantini …. mmmm yummy.

Do whatever it takes to be happy for just one hour today, tomorrow, and the next day. Please make it a habit. We empathic people, as well as yourself, will be much better off. We have at least another month of this all before it gets under control. It is not even going to peak until the end of April so get comfy with being at home.

If you have an essential job  THANK YOU  we need support and show love to all of them. If you really need to get out there are a lot of jobs in the grocery store and fast food as well as other places. It will at least give you something to do.

I have always thought of myself as a hermit, and I am. I love to be alone. I can not work in a place with lots of people in it, see above. I love seeing about 4 or 5 people a day and having a real conversation with them. Touching them mentally, spiritually, and physically. Physical touch is what I now miss. conversations can happen at a distance but touch can not. 

Like many of you, I need a hug. OK, lots of hugs. Big long hugs. The kind that you don’t let go and it becomes socially awkward. I didn’t become a massage and bodywork therapist because I hated touching people, I do what I do because I need touch. We all do. Studies have been done on this. Cyber hugs and Air hugs are just not enough to settle the soul. When you can’t get to see those you love every now and again or get close enough to be physical with each other and touch one another it starts to eat at you.

So when we get out of this, look out. You will not get out of the arms of the ones you love and have a towel ready for all the tears.