I haven’t seen anyone my age in 22 days. For a generation who are pegged for being all about technology, in my experience we’re not so good at holding on to each other. I really want a hug from my best friend, if I’m being honest.
I started online school on Monday. It’s severely underwhelming. I hear from teachers once a week & aren’t given much to do. I think the scariest part is the seemly neverending factor. Frankly, I am sick of talking about the virus, I am sick of hearing about it. So I try not to think about it. Maybe that’s unhealthy but the reality of it is hard to face & no one can take it all. I think the scariest part is the seemly neverending factor. I don’t know when I’ll have my life back. I don’t know when I’ll see my people again. There’s a light at the end of the tunnel but I don’t know how far I am from it.
I’m afraid that all these six feet apart type rules are going to take a while to unlearn. What’s it going to be like going back to the life that we are being told it’s currently unsafe to have? Although, I’ve never been more grateful for this house. It’s not something I think about often enough but it’s really taking care of my family & I right now. I think I appreciate little victories now, like how much water I’m drinking every day or that I cleaned up my room.
Maybe focusing on the small things helps to make the big things seem less scary. Thinking of today instead of the next month here. Thinking of now instead of what seems like forever. We will be alright, I know that in my heart & it’s enough.