I left my neighborhood for the first time last week, suited up with mask and gloves. I have always thought of myself as such a loner, and honestly I think I was becoming agoraphobic, but once I got out I was so incredibly moved just to see humans who are not my mother. I had no idea how much I had missed the world.
I reserved a spot at Assateague National Seashore Campground months ago before any of this happened, and was fully expecting it not to be open, but they opened a few days before my reservation last week, so I went, despite some concerns, partly because I couldn't get a refund. I am so glad I did. The photo is from the trip. This place is home to wild horses, who have no problem tromping straight through a campsite whenever they feel like it. I can't wait to make a video about it (though I will have to because I'm really behind despite having all the time in the world these days - where does it go?).
I showered and scrubbed before reentering my mother's house, where I've been on self-quarantine due to her age (though she has amazing genes and is probably less susceptible than I am with my RA). Now I'm back indoors with my 4 times daily dog walk around the block to connect me to the outdoors.