Yes, Michelle, I do.

Every morning now, when I wake up, I remind myself that it's really happening and it won't be over any time soon. I'm afraid that I or my husband will catch the disease, and that other people, including our governments, will do dumb things out of ignorance, fear and/or venality.

My work does not reassure me because it's a book about the war in Afghanistan. Himself's work is about crime, so that's no help either.

It's still Lent, so getting drunk is not an option.

Today, I have to change the bed linen and the towels in the bathroom. The kitchen floor needs sweeping; as usual, it's a disgrace. We will make a really good supper. I will not look at any news source for the rest of the day.

That's the best I can do for now.