...and with the whole 2nd wave self-quarantine-lockdown thing, that's kind of what the holidays are feeling like this year...
Am I right?
Right enough, I figure. I'm still popping Zinc & Echinacea chewables like candy, taking my Vitamin D, running through my list of preventative health voodoo things that I liked the sound of when someone suggested them to me a few months ago. More often than not, I forget "why" this or that might be a good idea...
How are YOU doing with all of that, anyway?
The weather sucks and now we're all supposed to stay EVEN MORE inside, in our own separate spaces. At least for a couple of weeks. This year's holiday spice is "anxiety." Maybe just a light dusting over everything.
I'm having an ongoing inner dialogue between My Essential Self and My Non-Essential Self, trying to decide who's in charge of my day. Me The Governing Body keeps forgetting which is which. I don't like to get too pinned down...
I stay busy, but the social distancing makes me a little bit loopy sometimes.
A few nights ago, I was walking along the riverfront near the Fremont Bridge. It was cold and windy and wet, hardly anyone else around. It was peaceful and I spent a few long minutes watching how the city lights sparkled on the water. I got this image in my head, like how we're all kind of bobbing around in our own little LIFEBOATS.
I suppose the boats are moving with the current, and maybe drifting and bumping along but still separate. And nothing's urgent, exactly -- everyone's fed and warm enough and the water seems calm. But each boat only has so much space and we're supposed to maintain that distance between each other. Still, you can wave, smile, say "hi," send emails, whatever...
I don't know where I'm going with that other than to say, Keep Yourself Afloat. Keep your head above water. I'm just staying busy and waving to you here, basically...