So everyone is in isolation, including me. What to do? I did what I always do in times of stress. Exactly the opposite of what everyone else is doing!
I went for a walk. It's the first time since last year. First time I've felt strong enough to venture out of the house in weeks due to my underlying health conditions. It's bright and sunny here and it was lovely to get outside and see the world.
It's deserted out there. The few people I met were eager to talk, though at a distance obviously. They seemed to crave any social contact. Where normally I'd have been ignored, now I see locals approaching me (at a safe distance obviously). Welcome to my world. Ironic. Finally I leave The Bunker to head out into the world and the world is deserted, with everyone hiding inside as if the virus is actively hunting them down on the wind.
It was odd though, and made me maudlin. This is the area I was raised, though I lived half my life elsewhere, I miss being able to feel like I belong here. Odd to see familiar sites that I now only have restricted access to. For example, I couldn't walk down into the woods as it's down a large hill and I'd have difficulty getting back up it. I also felt the urge to carry on walking, as if I was going home. I used to live further up the hill in the old family home. Long gone now and the current owners are ripping it to bits. I couldn't have stood to see it or the lovely gardens I cultivated. But I wanted to, I wanted to carry on walking and to go home. Maudlin.
I also had a neighbour put a note through the door saying she was available to help anyone self isolating. I gave her a quick call to thank her. The arseholes who bulk buy and try and make a quick buck out of the situation are the ones who will potentially bring us to societal collapse. The people who offer to help their less fortunate neighbours are the people who will make our species worth saving at all.
None of us know what the future brings, but I'll take this afternoon as a win.
I went for a walk. It's the first time since last year. First time I've felt strong enough to venture out of the house in weeks due to my underlying health conditions. It's bright and sunny here and it was lovely to get outside and see the world.
It's deserted out there. The few people I met were eager to talk, though at a distance obviously. They seemed to crave any social contact. Where normally I'd have been ignored, now I see locals approaching me (at a safe distance obviously). Welcome to my world. Ironic. Finally I leave The Bunker to head out into the world and the world is deserted, with everyone hiding inside as if the virus is actively hunting them down on the wind.
It was odd though, and made me maudlin. This is the area I was raised, though I lived half my life elsewhere, I miss being able to feel like I belong here. Odd to see familiar sites that I now only have restricted access to. For example, I couldn't walk down into the woods as it's down a large hill and I'd have difficulty getting back up it. I also felt the urge to carry on walking, as if I was going home. I used to live further up the hill in the old family home. Long gone now and the current owners are ripping it to bits. I couldn't have stood to see it or the lovely gardens I cultivated. But I wanted to, I wanted to carry on walking and to go home. Maudlin.
I also had a neighbour put a note through the door saying she was available to help anyone self isolating. I gave her a quick call to thank her. The arseholes who bulk buy and try and make a quick buck out of the situation are the ones who will potentially bring us to societal collapse. The people who offer to help their less fortunate neighbours are the people who will make our species worth saving at all.
None of us know what the future brings, but I'll take this afternoon as a win.
