This is a draft from March 29, 2020 that I never got around to posting. It felt so good to be with my parents and have a backyard for Lu (for my dog). I came back to Seattle near the end of April. I was ready to get back to my apartment, but leaving was tough. I hiked a lot. I drank a lot of Topa Topa beer. Menudo Sundays. We’re coming up on a year in a pandemic and things still feel the same politically. Blessings that people in Seattle wear masks.