coffee, beside me
along with my pens, notebook,
but nothing to say.


Day 58 of my captivity - if we're counting from March 16th.  I ate in a restaurant on the 15th, but I haven't been in the office since the 12th.  I'm no longer clear on how this whole "don't leave your home" thing started. 

It's sunny today, and while not warm - at least I can go outside without my winter coat on.  My bar has been lowered for what a "good day" now looks like.