So my Saturday is pretty much coming to an end. Didn’t do a whole lot today but the little bit that I did do was probably more than I did all week. Been trying to find a little motivation (just a little) to maybe go with the family to the movies tomorrow or something. I have to get out of my isolation box. There are so many memories I’m missing out on because I’m stuck here so I just have to hear about it or see pictures. There are not many pictures of me with the family or me and the spouse or just me at all. If I died, it would be like I didn’t even exist because there is really no photographic evidence. I am more of a behind the scenes kind of individual. I hate to see myself in pictures I can’t even stand to look at myself in the mirror. Hopefully that will change one day if it’s not too late. Maybe Sunday will be a good day.