Between despair and ecstasy
So here we are in the middle of the COVID19 pandemic shutdown. I’ve been at home now for 3 weeks, only leaving the apartment to do laundry in the basement and to get mail, and I leave the building to stand outside with the little dog. So my interactions are by phone, email and WhatsApp. I’m about ready to leave the house and run into the woods... or more accurately, to move into a mall and wander the stores that are empty of people but full of merchandise! Funny, isn’t it, how contrarian we are as people? Under normal circumstances, staying at home isn’t a problem. But being told that we MUST stay in just causes this urge to go out and do something different. In the past few years, I’ve been protective of my health and avoided crowded places, kept away from anyone who was ill, and avoided strangers as disease-ridden germ spreadersv joa so the requirement for physical distance is not a hardship. But this shutdown of all the places that I usually go to maintain a level of normal