Today is not just another day. Life has changed. It is like nothing I have ever seen. I don’t see it, hear how it sounds or hold it in my hand.

It is told through reading about it or observing its wake in recordings or words on paper. It is an unknown entity that shows up only under a microscope.

I have to readjust the way I do things but feel no panic. Just bewilderment.

Where did yesterday go? It feels strange to experience history in the making.

I must say I understand little of it. Its activity has morphed into a mathematical exercise. When all the numbers are plugged in it becomes predictable.

That is if all your subjects would listen up when requested to quarantine themselves indoors for 14 days. Instead they pack up and head south straight to South Carolina and other points south, east and west.

Large parking lots and open areas make good camping spots if you need a little place to crash. Even better if they have an ocean view.

If I were in the epicenter of a great plague I might do the same thing. But this behavior ups our statistical numbers and lowers those of their home state. It creates a deception in the outcome for survival.

You look at the figures and ask why hospitalizations are dropping in some places and going up in others. It is painfully apparent the plague came with the runaways.

Smallpox and typhoid fever were epidemics. So was tuberculosis and polio. These monsters came and went. Our medical people figured out the problem and all but wiped them from the face of the earth. Victory!

For the moment Lexington County is coping although it would be nice to go out to eat or visit with friends.

I am sure the kids are anxious to get back to school but not my granddaughter. She enjoys her home studies but wonders why she can’t come to see grandma.

I am recording most of this historic event in a special journal for the future. Mostly how I feel about it in language my grandparents would feel comfortable reading.