I've never felt my privilege so keenly as I do now. I get to work. I get to work from home. I get to be safe. No one in my household has to put themselves in harm's way. We have food. We have everything we need and more. Hell, we got a beer delivery yesterday.
We can't sustain a state of emergency this long in our bodies and minds. The sheer mundanity of life under lock down is something I did not anticipate. My world shrinks and flattens.
The bigger world continues to spin in chaos, and the immediate future is bleak. But to concentrate on that now is a waste of energy. What control do I have?
Everything feels like a waste of energy.
I worry that our determination may falter if things don't get much worse or much better soon.
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