I've been thinking lately about how my world and ambitions seem to have shrunk over the past few years. I used to be excited about traveling and I used to want to be known for something. These days, it seems like I just want to make it through. I don't know if it's been the trump years + pandemic, or what, but it's a definite shift for me and I'm not sure yet if it's a positive or negative one. 

Anyway, we both have covid and it stinks! We're fine, not serious cases, but the last two months have just been one thing after another. I'm slowly starting to feel a bit better so hopefully we'll both continue to improve. We've basically been lying around the house since Friday. Ugh! Hoping that June is a little less intense.