Dear Diary,
Day 9 of my 21 day quarantine. I’ve been so devoid of human contact…well not all humans just the opposite sex, (I’m quarantining in a standard hotel room with 2 other female adults atm *cry*).
This morning a middle-aged Chinese construction worker, resembling a Chinese Danny DeVito walked by my window…I got excited by the sight of a male specimen. I jumped up and down screaming, “I see you!! I see you!! I’m with you! I choose youuuuu Pikachu!” In a Joe Goldberg way, but the monologue was less internal and more of my face and body pushed up against the window, screaming at the top of my lungs. I kept trying to swipe right like a Tinder match. Alas, we didn’t match, he didn’t hear me through the triple paned windows of the airport hotel. Sigh, back to my cabbage and walking tours. Until next entry.
Love,
A deprived, un-loved Vicky
PS. Don’t tell my husband about this entry.
