here we are…

Here we are in day gajillionth bazillionth (okay, only day 152 for me, a day short of 5 months) of pandemic life and it’s taken this many days, weeks, months to sit down and begin writing. 

And here am I - a naturally-introverted-yet-somehow-extroverted-enough woman living in Brooklyn during one of the most awful & life-altering moments of our lifetime. And to be clear, I’ve had several awful & life-altering moments but millions of people weren’t affected by them. I’m so ready to climb a mountain and cover myself in dirt… oh god, I miss dirt. And people. And hugs. And singing. And holding babies. And going to the grocery store just for funsies. And on and on….  

As of this moment, my work has been cancelled until 2022 (that I know of - maybe you know something I don’t?). I’m one of those unlucky freelance artists who is still on the phone waiting and trying and fighting for unemployment whilst living off of what little I have left. I’m doing my best, as I’m sure you are, too, and have to believe this corona-storm will subside SOMEDAY, SOMEHOW… * cue Bernstein strings *

But in the meantime, I’m stuck inside caring for a turtle, several plant babies, and my partner the best way I know how, so I’m going to write about it and all the things I love and am inspired by because otherwise I don’t have much else to look forward to right now. Some of these things might sound ridiculous to you or might be things you also love and need to hear that you never knew you loved or wanted to hear about… Either way, here I am and here we are. 

xo, ~sharon