Alone in a Pandemic
No hugs, no sex, no groceries…what’s a single gal to do?

As I write this, it’s been fourteen days since I’ve left my house, except for two visits to the empty grocery store. My self-quarantine started out on a shaky though hopeful note. I was happy to comply with the soft recommendations that were coming through the news about staying home for two weeks. Two weeks at home for this introvert…