How to Love the Sh*t Out of Lockdown: The Sky is Not Falling

They were floating very slowly in the sky and for a moment, a hopeful smile crept across my face. I often find myself looking at the sky. Clear blue and sunny or grey and thunder-y, it always has a way of providing perspective when I need it. That morning, there were three hot air balloons in the distance and I couldn’t take my eyes off them. I took a brief snap, stared for a few more seconds, and went about my day.

It’s funny how when there is something in the sky, we stare in awe. I still do it with planes, stars, the moon…