I love being at home, I’m safe I don’t have the worry of others, being judged, having to be something I’m not. I can be me, and I can do things… make things.

So how many months have I had the privilege of giving, giving out?  As soon as lockdown was given the ‘red’ light.  I see red, I saw red. I watched white male politicians smirking as they told us to wash our hands to the Happy Birthday song. Why? How? When we were given the opportunity to prepare, as our cousins, in Italy demonstrated how this virus could spread and attack the wisest of our ones.