"We think the age in which we live is the age… that the crisis we face is the most momentous. As matter of fact, crises are as regular in the history of a nation as the rising of the sun and the going down thereof." —Joseph Howard, Jr., 1888. This is the private diary of a real woman in the crazed year of 2020, a woman who understood that humanity had been through far worse catastrophes and who tried to set a good example, even when the doctrine of "keep calm and carry on" had become criminalized. It is a day-to-day record observing the world's slide into hysteria and how one couple coped with a situation which became increasingly intolerable as fear was mandated, store shelves emptied, and citizens were stripped of the very rights on which our nation was founded. In the autumn of the year, when the panic in their home region had exceeded endurance, the diarist and her husband took a road trip to go looking for America and she recorded views across this great land in a pastiche of flitting glimpses. They traveled from the mountains and shining sea of their home (a place which had devolved into a hellish cross between something from the pages of Orwell and a scene from Samuel Beckett), to the desert of the southwest ("A very… interesting part of America", where it looked as though the residents had spent money on COVID signage that could have been better allocated towards food), to the heartland of the prairie where Fate showed them a new home where things, perhaps, could be just a little better. In the manner of all real diaries, these pages chronicle reflections on grand themes but also record the minutiae of daily life as the diarist and her husband struggle to grow their own food on a tiny city lot and maintain hope in a world gone mad. A verbal collage, it shifts and flows from quick jottings about things as simple as planting seeds and raising chickens to eloquent assessments of the state of the world. The result is a literary mosaic — and a singularly honest account of day to day life in that momentous year. The ramifications of that the year 2020 are still ongoing. The author of this diary has shared her very private experiences to help in the world's comprehension of that time, to help future generations understand and resolve not to repeat the world's cruelty to itself, and most of all to help those proud few who, like herself, refused to succumb to panic.