September 12 Day 188: Pandemic Dystopia

The light outside my window is just wrong. The sky is an orangish-grey that reminds me of fog in the predawn. The problem? It’s 1 o’clock in the afternoon. Being a Saturday, the sounds of lawnmowers and leaf blowers should abound, yet I haven’t heard many. Even traffic on our street seems lighter than usual.

We are staying inside with our windows closed trying to keep the smoke from our lungs and distance from our friends. It really doesn’t put me in the mood to do anything, let alone tackle remote teaching tasks with optimism. Perhaps this is nature’s gentle reminder that these are unprecedented times. The pandemic continues to be relevant and we must remain vigilant in our efforts to stay safe and healthy.

Published by Jenny Quinn

Mathematician. Mother. Wife. Leader. I am a professor of mathematics at the University of Washington Tacoma. Mother of Anson and Zachary. Wife to Mark. President of the Mathematical Association of America.

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