Bottomline: Want to avoid a get together? Summon the demonic force that is quarantine as an excuse. She is everywhere, from the undertones in salary cut emails to the subtext in break up SMS’s. She even crept up on your holiday plans this year, cancelled them, then watched you suffer away in your cold gloomy home
The car is on full throttle on a highway, the brakes do not work; welcome to life. The best case scenario? You end up in a ditch. The worst case scenario? You end up in a ditch. There is very little one can do with the above given options, which is why it is only logical to presume that reality throws curve-balls at you just for the fun of it.
Currently, earth is on season 7 episode 3, if popular series are anything to go by, then this is the time when directors think of everything that could possibly go wrong, stir it all up in a giant pot of disappointment, then toss it on a plate, forcing us to consume the half cooked-half burnt remains of what was once a brilliant show.
Probably wondering, ‘well if this is the case, surely, when were the hey days of earth? What could have possibly gone wrong to land us here?’ The answer to that is simple. When were the hey days? Well, season one of course, when dinosaurs roamed the earth. What could have possibly gone wrong? Humans, we happened.
The word in the beginning; If you asked me what quarantine was seven months ago, I would have brushed you off telling you to use your God given bed of knowledge; Google. Now, the word quarantine walks around unabashedly, terrifying all who dare stand in her way.
Quarantine is Trauma’s evil twin with a hidden agenda. She triggers flashes of repressed childhood memories with pictures of people fighting for toilet paper. Quarantine is the reason why you cry yourself to sleep. Are you dehydrated? It is probably Quarantine’s fault.
Want to avoid a get together? Summon the demonic force that is quarantine as an excuse. She is everywhere, from the undertones in salary cut emails to the subtext in break up SMS’s. She even crept up on your holiday plans this year, cancelled them, then watched you suffer away in your cold gloomy home. Quarantine is that guest that does not get the hint to leave, and before you know it, it has been five years. It’s safe to say that you are cohabiting.
But there’s more; As we are hurtling through these unfortunate series of events, barely holding on to the basic anchors of life such as time and sanity, it is important to note that things may never get back to normal ( not that pre-corona normal is anything to crave, but beggars cannot be choosy).
The world has been turned upside down. However, this has not stopped people from blatantly disregarding simple practices that could prevent the risk of Covid 19 infection and its spread. Simple things like washing ones hands to wearing a mask have proven to be the bane of some people’s existence.
Our group of mean human kind falls painfully below 10%. We have become the character who dies first in a horror movie because he decided to go down the creaking basement stairs instead of running out of the house. Perhaps this is our great test before the zombie apocalypse, and if we react like this to a corona virus, well, let’s just says the zombies will win.
Encore; In the grand scheme of things, it could have been so much worse. Whenever you feel suffocated with the current times or life in general, just use the science of relativity, in as much as you are being kicked in the shin-repeatedly-by life, at least you are not living in the eternal nightmare that is America, so be thankful.