The COVID Diaries Day 669 – What is this Life?
669 days into the pandemic and things have taken a turn for the apathetic.
COVID Diaries Day 200 – New Habits, New Normal?
What things do I wish that would stick around from the COVID experience? I came across this question on Twitter and it got me thinking. The comments, as expected, were divided between appreciation for the evolved human response to a pandemic, to the ignorant disdain for anything that required accepting any personal responsibility in preventing the spread of the virus.
The COVID Diaries Day 34 – The Epiphany
Day 34. I've been furloughed and I'm not in despair. Turns out when everyone is suffering together, there's no shame and no FOMO. I ran Maslow's pyramid. Turns out I'm doing okay.
The COVID Diaries Day 10
Day 10 of quarantine. My routine hasn't changed much. The garbage disposal is dripping. My sons only emerge for food. And my mother asked if I'd heard from the ex. I assume he's alive.
The COVID Diaries – Day 7
Day 7 of quarantine. Someone at work tested positive, my brother broke quarantine to get an office chair, and I've lost track of what day it is. The COVID Diaries begin.
