While the world is being plunged into a Stephen King novel, we are all a little uncertain with what the future holds. I only just became fully quarantined for about nine days now. My company is essential, but their flow of work had been slowed exponentially. So, furlough time for me. One would think writing would be at the fore front of my mind. Unfortunately, that has not been the case. As some of you may understand, when faced with an enormous amount of time, the little devil of procrastination rushes in. So naturally I cleaned the living room, kitchen, and bedroom. I organized my mom’s books into a mini library. I set up my writing desk with all the knick-knacks. Note the lack of writing on said desk.