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Just another blur of a day:  Volunteers patrol the compound; Someone walks a dog; Another volunteer attends their shift; And one volunteer leaves for home…… Read More »Day Seven, Month Three

I have always said, “Boredom is the sign of an infertile mind.” Mine feels as though it has not only been barren for a season,… Read More »Day Six, Month Three

The Silence Period is completed. We should be allowed out, right? Wrong!  We do PCR Tests again and another notification came, tomorrow we begin the… Read More »Day Five, Month Three

I heard a noise in the, “Silence.” It was only two volunteers, walking and talking; this image speaks to my sense of humor… I added… Read More »Day 65 of Lockdown, or Day Four, Month Three

Am… early start to the morning, we must self-test before 7 am (I thought 6:00) and communicate the result to the building volunteers; Those with… Read More »Day Three… Month Three

I was told we are not allowed to go out the building, and yet people still are; Breakfast is Sauerkrautbrot toast, with a fried egg;… Read More »Day Two… Month Three

The status of each day changes. A new month brings another set of conditions: A two two pronged fork stuck in the ground; A volunteer… Read More »Day One, Month Three…

Just feels so… empty… It’s been two calendar months. Today was a strange day. After yesterday, and its focus on people, everyone seems to have… Read More »Day Sixty One… … … Two Months.

Yesterday… Nothing to say… It just drifted away… Just another PCR Testing Day… South Gate Rotunda in the morning sun; The “Beimax,” the “Big White’s,”… Read More »Day Sixty…

Today we are under a new, “anti-gathering” curfew – half the compound is allowed out in the morning, the other half in the afternoon. Apparently,… Read More »Day Fifty Nine…