Quarantine, Day Three
My Dearest Love,
Today is day three of our confinement and I fear I may not make it to day four. Our beloved offspring has already become a feral being, despite having spent part of the day outside of our dwelling. I fear that daily walks and time with the canine companions will not sustain her for the length of an entire four to eight weeks. Our government entities continue their speculation on how long this confinement will last, but as each estimate grows longer and longer, I fear more and more that our sanity cannot take this existence. I am almost certain that we will suffer under the crushing state of affairs. I find myself growing more and more anxious with each passing day, more aware of how small the walls of our home may become, and how very annoying our sweet offspring will become as time passes and we are unable to suitably entertain her.
Were I a praying person, I would pray to our dearest lord Dumbledore for peace and guidance during this, the most trying time in our existence.
Until we meet again my love, which will be in roughly forty-five seconds because there is no space in which a living creature does not exist in this house, please keep me in your thoughts.
Sincerely,
Rebecca
Today is day three of our confinement and I fear I may not make it to day four. Our beloved offspring has already become a feral being, despite having spent part of the day outside of our dwelling. I fear that daily walks and time with the canine companions will not sustain her for the length of an entire four to eight weeks. Our government entities continue their speculation on how long this confinement will last, but as each estimate grows longer and longer, I fear more and more that our sanity cannot take this existence. I am almost certain that we will suffer under the crushing state of affairs. I find myself growing more and more anxious with each passing day, more aware of how small the walls of our home may become, and how very annoying our sweet offspring will become as time passes and we are unable to suitably entertain her.
Were I a praying person, I would pray to our dearest lord Dumbledore for peace and guidance during this, the most trying time in our existence.
Until we meet again my love, which will be in roughly forty-five seconds because there is no space in which a living creature does not exist in this house, please keep me in your thoughts.
Sincerely,
Rebecca
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