Monday 2/1/21 6am
What do I have to do to get a cup of coffee in this place? It's been snowing since yesterday afternoon, and is supposed to continue into tomorrow morning. Over a foot perhaps. Why not? 2021 is just an extension of the shitshow we call 2020. Nothing surprises me. So instead of staying alone in Bangor I decided to come down to the cafe and sleep. I'm closer to my office for my last few days of work, plus the roads will likely be better here in Easton. I assume I will need to go to the hospital tonight no matter the weather. We are a hospital after all. We can't just close. Not that greeting people, accepting patient deliveries, or pointing to the elevator for the vaccine clinic is mission-critical, but it somehow fits into the machinery that is the hospital. And anything I can do to help the nurses and doctors feels like the right thing to do. They are generally good people who care hard. This virus is taking a toll on them. But back to coffee. I'm living in a c