We sit at home and wait to know that it's safe. We don't know when that will be. Weeks, months, it's all up in the air. I go for a drive to relieve stress. The snow reflects off the mountains. People are outside walking. That's all they can do these days. People in clusters. People in cars. Some trails are closed. Others are over-populated. The news is overwhelming and bleak, I peak then shut myself away. Choosing to think of happier things, Instead of drowning in the scariness of now.