Work

Today I go back to my office. It feels strange. I got up to my alarm and got dressed in real clothes. My sweatsuit will have to wait until later to see me again. It will only be me and the bookkeeper there for the next few weeks. We will need to do three weeks of work to catch up with mail and visits. At least I am one of the lucky people that can take her mind off of the world’s misery for a few hours a day.