April Fool's

I wish. I wish this was an April Fool's joke.

I wish it didn't look like a war zone in the grocery store.

I wish I could drive to my sister's house and not ask permission to pick up her kids and kiss them all over their sweet faces.

I wish I wasn't checking the news websites multiple times a day to see what has changed and how bad it's getting.

I wish I wasn't reading every email at work to see if our restrictions have changed.

I wish I didn't feel like I was wasting time at work when I should be grateful to still be working.

I wish I wasn't so affected by this.

I wish...

I wish I wasn't April's fool.

But wishing doesn't do much, and there isn't anything to do but keep going. This will end one day, and we will all recover. It's okay to feel the weight of it, and it's okay to hate it.

At least that's what I tell myself.

Sorry if you needed a happy boost... This won't be it.

But maybe tomorrow there will be a happy boost.

Maybe tomorrow the sun will shine brightly.

Maybe tomorrow there will be cookies.

Whatever dose of happy comes, maybe it will come to me.