The streets grow slient, yet the the oak walls and soft linen drapes of home are warm. Sunlight rests on the polished wooden floor while laughter lingers in the kitchen blending with the scent of herbs on ceramic shelves. Stay sane stay safe a mantra whispered among the cushions, a promise etched in the grain of the dining table. Even distance cannot unravel the woven textiles, the framed memories, the threads that bind us close. Stay sane stay safe.