I’m getting real tired of the isolating.
I keep thinking I should write more, alas I’m lacking inspiration. I don’t have an Algonquin Roundtable of punsters to banter with. In the 1920’s literary folks in New York met for lunch. First deemed the Vicious Circle, they came to be known as the Algonquin Roundtable meeting at the Algonquin Hotel. Those like Dorothy Parker and Noel Coward discussed and joked about the world.
My world seems small right now but I’m rejecting the term, “the new normal”. Things will get better, we will overcome this annoying virus. People will get back to their lives.
And I will have more life to write about.