April 17
I have found that isolation is a matter of perspective.
Each day is mapped out: I rise from my Sanctuary, stop by the Gym, pass my neighbors place, then go to the Concert Hall, where I can relax listen to music or watch performances. From there I step out into the Great Outdoors, where I can get fresh air and watch the wildlife go by. After sunset I pass through the Concert Hall, and catch some more performances as I go to the local Bistro, for a meal. On the way back to the Sanctuary I pick up my laundry at the Dry Cleaners, pass by my neighbors place, make another stop at the Gym, and then back to my Sanctuary. If per chance, I am disturbed in my Sanctuary, and a virused person may have entered, I have my Hideaway I can go to, until I am safe once again.
