I make coffee here every morning. If you look closely, right behind the hopper for the coffee grinder there is a small memo book, the “Coffee Station Log”. The March 4 entry reads, in part: “…coffee is supposed to last until we leave for the NY-Barcelona cruise on April 16.”
I read that this morning, on March 20, not quite three weeks after I wrote it. Things are happening so fast! The cruise is no more, almost certainly, and the US has 50,000 cases of COVID-19, on track for 100,000 in three days, and by the time April 16 arrives we will undoubtedly be over a million.
Unlike too many of my fellow citizens, I understand exponential growth. I still find the reality of it hard to grasp, but I am holed up in my bunker, making coffee every morning, for as long as I can.