My coffee went cold before I drank it. I lost track of time in “another world” – 17 days, give or take a day or two, slipped by so quickly – in Minecraft. πŸ™‚ I’m glad it’s a leisurely Sunday. πŸ˜€

The household is quiet. I’m enjoying this leisure time, building, rebuilding, wandering, exploring; time well spent, in an alternate reality. It’s a sunny spring Sunday in this time of pandemic. The world stirs restlessly, bored, eager for distraction. I am content here at home, wandering another world entirely. It’s enough. Certainly, enough for a Sunday. πŸ˜€

I shift gears for awhile. Catch up with the world beyond these walls. Connect with friends. Mother’s Day? Reminds me my Mom died last summer. Almost a year ago… her birthday was in May. Complex emotions. I distract myself with my “to do list” and catch up on that a bit.

What next today? I don’t know yet. I’m taking it moment by moment, and there’s no pressure to do otherwise. This is enough.