July, 15th
It has been several months since the pandemic outbreak, store shelves are starting to become stocked again, people are starting to calm down from the initial shock Millions of people have lost their jobs, many of my close friends and family are going hungry because they can't offord food. Landlords are easing up and giving people a break for rent, which is a blessing, but I worry what will happen once that want their money. I do what I can to help. I have been making bread and giving it away with jam and peanut butter, a small token of my care form them.
When I work in the garden I count my blassings even more, now that a majority of the big factories are closed down, the sky has cleared a lot. I even saw a few blue Jays over the past few days, aerial birds hadnt been seen in years, the air quality was too bad.
July, 22nd
Since the earthquake we have had over 2,000 aftershocks/small earthquakes, my heart still freezes and I begin to shake, when I feel the house move for any reason.
Life is pretty much the same. The kids and I stay home, taking care of our salves, check on the neighbors, and tending to our little farm and garden.
One thing I have noticed since the earthquake is a thin line of smoke coming from the abandoned factory on the hill.
I can't remember when it exactly started, but it has become more noticeable. I am not sure if the piller is becoming wider, or if I am becoming paranoid. It doesn't matter, just something to keep a eye on.
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