Overall, life has been pretty good to me, even during COVID,
so I feel guilty when I want to complain about something.

Take a pandemic, add spotty TV and Internet service, and what else is a writer to do?

Starting at 10pm last night (it’s now 5:15am the following morning),
I wrote three new poems and created a new Facebook wallpaper,
in addition to completing an older poem, as well as adding more lines to others in the works.
And of-course this diary entry.

All in all, a very productive night. Living off the grid, even for just a short while, has its advantages.

My ISP and I agree the problem might be at my end. Have to call them every other day to reset everything.
Absolutely maddening. What they really need to do is send a tech over to check out the modem.
They can’t do that...yet, until Toronto reaches Stage 3 in the reopening. No idea when that will be.

I reminded the last guy I talked to that I live in Ottawa, and we’re already in Stage 3.
He said it didn’t matter, only when Toronto gets there; company policy.
Phone them back when that happens, to set up an appointment.

And so, I guess you can say I’ve adapted. When knocked offline, I write and plan new pages.
And when the Net window reopens, I make maximum use of my time; Pathetic.org, Facebook,
research, Photobucket, catching up with messages and email, knowing it’s only a question of time.


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