Mental Exercise Day

In the rhythm of pandemic-induced solitude, every second Thursday marks an unusual occurrence in my routine – a designated individual paid by the government takes me for a walk. Yes, you read that correctly; I am walked, much like our loyal canine companions. In the age of Covid, where isolation intertwines with treatment-resistant mood disorders, my mental Occupational Therapist has deemed walking and phone conversations as the remedy. As I navigate this peculiar chapter of life, I eagerly await the day when the echoes of Covid wane, and our lives return to a semblance of normalcy. Until then, I continue to step forward, one walk at a time, in the company of a paid companion. 🚶‍♂️🌳