I notice myself doing little things I haven’t in 3 weeks.

Moving my hips to my Echo Show playlist, “PB’s Groove”, as I transfer dishes from the dishwasher to their homes.

Throwing cat toys for the 3 beasts, up and down the hallway–and back again.

Springs in my feet when I go up the stairs.

I continue to drink hot lemon water every morning, something I never drank before contracting Covid19. But I would like to boost my immune system as much as possible and detoxify my liver. I mean: who wouldn’t?

Still no desire for my greatest vice before Covid19: coffee. Seeing my coffemaker every morning, hearing the name ‘Starbucks’ makes me grimace. For a good few seconds.

No coffee, even though my sense of smell and especially taste is returning. I was able to savor the slow cooker salmon I made last night, the chocolate/vanilla pudding dessert.

I’m cooking again.

Noticing these little things is my confidence-building proof I’m healing after days of fatigue, body aches, loads of agony. To put it lightly.

And: I can read books again, focus. You’ve probably already read ‘Euphoria’. I am often late to the party (because of my own writing), but reading about characters surviving in life-threatening environs in the name of science (in brief) is just what I need right now.

Yours in physical/mental improvement,

PB