I can only speak for me but this week felt long. My mind was all over the place and sleep was in short supply. Although staying in and locking down has a lot of pros and I am certainly using the time to get creative, I am getting to a lot of things on the stay-at-home-bucket-list, but it is also turning time into something they might experience in deep space.
I miss the 24hr diner at the bottom of the street, eating pie and drinking coffee with all the other insomniacs (yep the coffee doesn’t help), I miss hopping on a bus and going to visit Davey in Venice for our regular stroll down Abbott Kinney for sandwiches and extortionately priced cups of tea. I miss going downtown and wandering round the galleries. But most of all I miss lining up outside a venue, going to see the latest thing, downing a beer and flinging myself around to some loud and sweaty rock and roll.