Sometimes this diary spins its wheels in the mud. What did I do on this sunny August 10th? Not much. I read chapters from Musashi, I listened to music, I watched documentaries. I walked the dog in the early afternoon, and I walked him again. I rested my sore muscles.
We got an
e-mail from the principal, he’s in a quarantine hotel for three weeks. Three
weeks!!! With that, and the heightened price of airfare to get out of China,
and the uncertainty, you’d have to really, really want to go on vacation
elsewhere. But like I said before, for many of my coworkers, it wasn’t even a
dilemma, they had to go see their families whom they had not seen for over a
year. Forgive me for waiting a bit.
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