Running errands Today one of my cousins called in and asked if I would like to go in to town with her. Since I’d been staying home for the most part during quarantine and the sealing-down was now over, I thought it would be nice to get around in town and see what was going on there. We grabbed everything we needed: masks, hand sanitizer gel. We were all set, and we set off. One good thing about living in the countryside is that there isn’t much traffic and the roads are well-connected. You don’t have to do battles to go somewhere, because there is barely any congestion, even during rush hours in the early mornings or late afternoons. Normally we don’t take freeways, since the surface roads can contain the traffic. On surface roads, though not double-laned and unlike freeways where there are passing lanes, other drivers can easily gun their engine and cut you off to get ahead. Things go pretty well, in most cases. It’s quite rare to see a pile-up, but sometimes it happens, unfortunately. First we went to a pharmacy in town. My grandma was out of her anti-acids. She wanted me to stop by and get her refill. Since it was a refill and I had her doctor’s notes, she didn’t have to come in person and do a consultation with the pharmacist. By the time I got there, their were several people in line already. They were about 3 meters away from one another, just on the safe side, I guessed. I waited my turn in line and when I got to the head of the line, I realized I left her medical insurance card at home, so while the pharmacist was ringing up her sales, I called home for the insurance number. The insurance footed 35% of the bill. It wasn’t a lot of money, but having a little amount covered is preferable than none. After the pharmacy, we headed to the local post office. That was the major task of this ride. My cousin shopped online and her packages had arrived. When we got there, they were on a break. We had planned to grab the packages first and then eat at restaurant, but things changed. So we had to change our plans accordingly. What a day! At the end of the day, when I looked back, I knew that I did a lot of things but still felt like having done nothing at all. I want to know, if I am the only one who feels this way?