It Isn’t in My Blood {Day 10}

Ten fucking days we’ve been held hostage by a pandemic that shows no mercy, and a deluded leader who thinks he can control everything.

It’s hard to feel out of control. To trust that others will have the compassion to make the right choices on your behalf.

I seek solace in the little things I can control.

Like my day-to-day activities – working out, continuing to work, playing with the kids, cooking dinner, and tucking the kids in at night.

Tucking kids into bed

I’m clinging to any sense of normalcy. Almost to the point where sometimes I forget. And it feels like a scene from the Hunger Games or the Handmaids Tale then I wake up and realize life is imitating art in the scariest way imaginable (minus zombies thank God)

Fuck zombies ain’t nobody got time for that.

All this to say another day is done. Time to rest and dream of better days ahead.

Help me, it’s like the walls are caving in
Sometimes I feel like giving up
No medicine is strong enough
Someone help me
I’m crawling in my skin

Sometimes I feel like giving up
But I just can’t
It isn’t in my blood

– Shawn Mendes

Wash your hands, wear your mask, social distance, be kind to one another and survive (physically and economically) to build a better world. ❤️