March 26, 2020
Which is okay.. I am barely bored enough to write it. Exactly 15 days into my personalized self- quarenteen. I started the count the day after I went to the gym and did cardio not touching or breathing with anyone. A couple days later, all the gyms in the world closed. That weekend everyone in the world changed, for some much sooner or not soon enough. How are we feeling human species?
FEAR, anxiety. Personally, I see this as to be expected. I have been a character in my own Stephen King screenplay before my eyeballs, since as long as I could grok(it’s a Heinlein reference, it means understand I recall.) Humans we eat a lot, we shit a lot, make a lot a shit that turns into more shit. What’s to come of all it? I haven’t delved into the Bible myself but I know there are mentions of fire, the devil, locusts and of course PLAGUE. And here we are again, homo not so erectus. (Because we have poor posture.)
Individually no matter where we Stand, we look inward to our biochemical battle of good virus evil. (hey freud.) The immune system is the wall between the plague and ourselves. So sleep, eat well, avoid mental and emotional stress. Seems simple enough? But in comes the thoughts and feelings which struggle as we are subjected to unknown outcomes and get grounded like some of us teens may or may not have profusely experienced.
I am sure of one thing, I have no choice but to face the darkness, death is unavoidable and by many scales eminent. Everyday I face disease and I face danger. Now I wait for two weeks to see what happens next is what the media is telling me to do. I feel strong, mostly because of the copious amounts of sleeping. I have “fateaued” with constant snacking and created an in home office space. 2020 here I come.