One Long Day
I wake. I look at the clock on the shelf beside my bed. It’s around 7:20 AM. I groan and get up. I start to get dressed for another day of telework. I’ve been doing this for the better part of the last four years, with the last two and half from the “office” in the front part of our RV where we live full-time. I feel a little melancholy. The previous day marked one year since we have been…