Day 39

December Self: Hey April Self, how’s it going?

April Self: Weird, to be honest.

December Self: Oh, I know, climate change, and the sham impeachment trial and everything. Super weird. Bet the election’s making you crazy.

April Self: No.

December Self: Good! Way to rise above all that. Bet you’re glad to have those longer days. Weather been nice?

April Self: The weather has been superb. Easily the loveliest April in years.

December Self: SOOOO Jealous! You’ve been out enjoying it, I hope? Going to the beach? Taking the paddleboards out?

April Self: No.

December Self: Staying in town, then. That’s cool. Town’s fun. Been up to the Japanese Garden, maybe? Happy hour on a patio somewhere?

April Self: No.

December Self: Cool. Gotcha. I mean, I haven’t seen the sun in months, so I’d for sure be out there doing stuff, but you do you. Guess you’ve got yourself into a house project, then. Finally tearing up the bathroom? Probably been to IKEA a thousand times.

April Self: I have no idea if IKEA is open anymore.

December Self: IKEA closed!?

April Self: I don’t know. It might be open or it might be closed. It’s in a superposition of open and closed. I don’t know which, and I’m not going to find out.

December Self: You doing ok, April Self?

April Self: Fit as a fiddle.

December Self: Something going on I should know about?

April Self: The Governor made it a law that we all have to stay in our houses.

December Self: Holy Shit! And everybody’s just going along with that?

April Self: There were some protests over the weekend.

December Self: Did you go march? Tell me you went and marched.

April Self: No.

December Self: You…?

April Self: Those protestors, see, they want to leave their houses, go to work, see their friends, dine in at McDonald’s. They’re absolute idiots. They make me so angry I could shout.

December Self: Ok. I’m hanging up now. Look after yourself, will you?