In a world obsessed with Covid, I chose to become obsessed with gnomes, and masks.
My ability to stay positive was quickly slipping as I realized more changes would soon be on the way; I felt the slippery slope of depression hugging at the corner of my spirit.
People say they can’t wait for things to return to normal, but I truly hope it doesn’t return. Normal wasn’t good. It wasn’t healthy for our minds, bodies,or spirits. It wasn’t good for our world.
Three simple things were asked of us: stay home, wash your hands, and, if you do go out, wear a mask. It is a small sacrifice to make when so many have given so much.
I would describe current events as an indoor roller-coaster; you know nothing about what is up ahead, just hang on for dear life and pray the handlebar is snapped securely into place. Of course the entire time you’re screaming at the top of your lungs to get off this insane ride.
Today is DAY 1 of working from home, something that many in the country have been doing for a week now, some even longer. I have been awake for approximately thirty minutes and already I feel disoriented as chaos spills in upon what is usually my “quiet time.” The two college students, who are now… Continue reading Society Disrupted
As I entered the paper goods aisle I was confronted by section after section of empty space. Other shoppers were in the aisle looking just as awestruck as I. Fortunately, a couple of large cardboard boxes held a dozen packs of the super generic brand of the commodity that had overnight become more precious than gold.