There are only 2 hairstyles people are coming out of quarantine with
I want this to be over. I just really fucking want this to be over. I had a stellar emotional breakdown last night over everything, 100% convinced I was going to die and also never see my love again.
Today is almost the exact same. I hate it. And I know it can get so much worse, which is just…worse. I feel like if I knew that this was the worst it was gonna get, I’d be ok. I’d deal. It’s the not knowing, the uncertainty that makes this feel like the end of the world. I don’t wanna do this for another who knows how many weeks. I just want everything to be back to normal. I want to go back to work. I want to see my love again. I want to go apartment hunting, like we planned. I want to see the cats again. I want to get a cat of my own. I want to perform again.
I can stand staying inside. I can stand staying a part. I can stand missing out on some things for now, knowing that the sooner we go on lockdown, the sooner it’ll all be over. It’s just hard to feel like I or anyone I love might not be here when it’s all over. That I cannot stand.
I remember seeing this image of a young Dr. sharing a sunset moment with his 87 y.o. patient. Both survived Covid-19. Nothing is more important than having Hope.
📷 by a fellow Doctor. Large cities like Shanghai (where this Dr. is from) and small towns generously sent nurses/doctors to the Wuhan epicentre to help fight and beat the coronavirus that has taken the world by storm. It is precious moments like this is what reminds us of our potential as a human race.
Be kind. Be compassionate and Unite. Together we can.
It’s been a few weeks now since COVID-19 made its rise to fame and panic buying has not slowed at all. With everyone stocking up like they’ve got secret bomb shelters they’re going to be trapped in for years to come, it makes it very hard for regular people to get their regular grocery shopping in. People like me and my mom who go every other Thursday.
Being homeschooled for the last ten years, my life has hardly changed with the rise of social distancing and self quarantine. Other than there being no church services my family’s day to day lives have remained pretty much the same. Even some of my extended family who still work because they are considered essential. I’ve found in all this that I’m actually very very content to stay at home and not have anywhere to go or anything to do. Sure it’d be nice to hang out with a friend but I’m okay.
So other than the news and the internet I really haven’t seen much of COVID’s influence.
Before I dive in to the shopping trip experience with corona’s impact, I just want to clarify that I have been to smaller stores to pick up things we were missing for dinner and they weren’t super busy, but the face masks were ever present.
We usually wait till my dad gets home from work around 4 or 5pm and then we’ll leave to get chip and drink deals from Kroger and pretty much everything else from Walmart. We meal plan so we even have lists and a budget to keep us on track.
Because of COVID’s influence and the terrified panic buyers we had to leave at 7am, which is big for me because I’m not used to getting up like that in the middle of the week but it’s okay I know how to roll with it. We went to Walmart and didn’t even bother with Kroger (but only because they were lacking in deals). It wasn’t very busy. It was sort of satisfying actually. I had only ever been to the store late at night so seeing everything newly stocked instead of being in the process of getting stocked was neat. The few people who were there were mostly wearing masks. All the employees I saw had gloves and a few here and there had masks as well.
So I headed to the back of the store while my mom started from the front, business as usual while I mentally prepped for the crowd that would probably filter in over the next hour (yes- we are in there for about an hour). I wasn’t thrilled because the people I had encountered before now had always been rude and expected you to keep out of their bubble.
Now, here’s my thing- I was brought up to be respectful. If you happen to see me keeping my distance from you during this pandemic just know it’s not for my safety, I honestly don’t care if I get sick (not in a reckless way just a “I trust my immune system” way), it’s in respect of you. I want to stay as far as I can from you because I don’t want to disrespect your thoughts on this situation.
So while shopping I’m making sure to try and keep out of everyone’s way, being mindful of the space I take up and the damn little cough I’ve had since February (Ah, Arkansas and pollen season! Don’t you just love it?).
The first person to speak to me I honestly wasn’t expecting and honestly it gave me a little pep in my step this morning. I was headed to the back as I just mentioned as people rushed past and trying to find the least cluttered way to get to where ever they were going. I try to smile at everyone I happen to make eye contact with just out of habit so there were a few I gave apologetic smiles for even being in the same isle at the time. But the one person who stuck with me all day was an older man I passed with a face mask and said “good morning”. Not in that obligatory politeness that gets thrown around often but the kind that said he really did mean “good morning”. He had a cheerful voice and a crinkle in the corners of his eyes and his expression, or what the mask didn’t cover, told me he really meant it.
The next person I remember distinctly was a woman just trying to get her own grocery shopping done. We had passed each other a few times but both wound up in the baking isle, missing or looking for something. There was eventually a small and light hearted conversation between the two of us and a man who happened to be in the area, joking about being a little out of sorts while trying to shop and missing things despite we both had lists.
The third most prominent was a woman who passed me briefly, pushing her cart with her phone in the space where you’d put a kid and playing Christian music. We didn’t exchange words or even a glance but the music really reminded me that God was still there despite the insanity among the masses.
There were a few others who were sweet and considerate throughout the morning, who’s paths I may have crossed briefly but small interactions that kept me going despite the ones who were determined to be first in everything.
It was so nice today to see some people with rational heads on their shoulders who were just trying to go about their own lives. People who just wanted this thing to be over as much as I did.
Sudah satu bulan sejak coronavirus terdeteksi menginfeksi manusia Indonesia, kanal berita lokal, nasional, bahkan dunia tidak luput dari informasi hitungan manusia yang infected. Angkanya setiap hari menunjukkan kenaikan, dan masyarakat semakin resah.
Kebebasan masyarakat untuk bergerak pun dibatasi. Semua media meneriakkan tagar #stayathome #dirumahaja untuk menghimbau orang-orang agar tidak keluar rumah. Reaksi beragam muncul atas keresahan ini, ada yang takut hingga parno, dan ada pula yang takut tetapi pekerjaan menuntutnya untuk tetap bekerja di luar rumah. Satu dua minggu pertama, orang-orang masih menurut, tetapi di minggu berikutnya sebagian mulai jengah untuk tidak keluar, bersosialisasi dengan orang sekitar.
KLB ditetapkan. PSBB diberlakukan. Siswa dan mahasiswa belajar di rumah, para pekerja sebagian bekerja di rumah, event hiburan dan pertunjukan dihentikan, mudik dilarang, banyak karyawan dirumahkan dan di-PHK.
Hanya dalam waktu satu bulan, kebiasaan orang mulai berubah. Dari yang abai kebersihan menjadi lebih aware, berburu masker, antiseptic, dan sanitizer. Yang jarang mencuci tangan, menjadi lebih sering. Yang jarang minum vitamin, menjadi peduli dengan daya tahan. Yang biasanya jajan-jajan tidak jelas, harus masak sendiri. Weekend yang biasanya jalan-jalan dan nonton di luar, harus rela hanya berselancar di dunia maya dan streaming.
Kemunculan penyakit Covid-19 memang mengoyak ketenangan, menghadirkan kegelisahan, tetapi juga membuka mata bahwa sudah selayaknya manusia kembali untuk peduli dengan dirinya sendiri, tubuhnya sendiri; aware dengan apa yang dikonsumsi; mau tidak mau harus memanfaatkan perkembangan teknologi; sedikit mundur dari ingar bingar dunia; memberi kesempatan bumi untuk bernafas sejenak dari riuhnya polusi saat ini.
Kebijakan buatan manusia tidak ada yang bisa melakukan ini, hampir merata di seluruh dunia. Tetapi Tuhan bisa melakukannya hanya dengan sedikit intervensi, melalui makhluk mikroskopis, virus.
Kedaan ini adalah given, manusia butuh situasi seperti ini sejenak, hanya beberapa bulan, untuk beristirahat. Bagi masyarakat dunia ini adalah bencana, tapi bagi bumi –penopang kehidupan kita– ini adalah gift.
Jika ini adalah bagian dari evolusi manusia, semoga, setelah semua ini selesai, manusia yang masih bertahan menjadi lebih sadar dengan kodratnya dan peduli alam semesta.
Solo, 10 April 2020
I know logically that the reason we aren’t suffering as much as America has to do with 1. More time to prepare 2. Water border (people aren’t sneaking it in)
But Jesus Christ, how is the ratio of victims even possible?? How is it possible for aus to have 53 deaths and America to have 16000???
How are we ever going to get out of this shit and get back to normal when whenever we seem to be getting better, y’all are so much worse?? It’s gonna be decades before I get back to school!!
Our borders are just never gonna open I guess, even if we are able to drastically reduce our cases.
Will America PLEASE get its shit together so we can all get over this virus asap
it’s so tempting, isn’t it?
to use this isolation as the perfect time to kill myself.
Theres no one to find me, no one to stop me
I am just to tempted
Idiot Mayor Durkan decided she didn’t want to miss out on the limelight and had to get her name in the paper to give the illusion of Doing Something and decided to ban going to public parks. Supposedly this is only for the weekend, but I doubt it.
I live in a 600 sq ft studio apartment downtown with no car. What the fuck am I supposed to do to get exercise and not go completely batshit? There’s very little evidence of transmission through the air outdoors especially in wide open spaces like parks, yet the morons in charge are slapping down more draconian measures for no reason. Thus forcing everyone who NEEDS to get outside for their deteriorating mental health into the same areas and into even closer contact, or to just break rules and go visit friends/family at home.
The park is one place I could still see a goddamn fucking tree and grass for a change and walk my dog without having to dodge raving homeless people coughing on me on the sidewalk. Fucking hell I’m mad